I am the Poet

I am the soft rain on a summer's day

I see the unseen beyond the seen

In the dogs that bark

The birds that sing

The wind that blows

The thought that dwells

I am the Poet

I am the words that spill from a silver tounge

I see what lies behind the eyes

In the rhyme that plays

The stars that shine

The moon that glows

The love that burns

I am the Poet

I am the first snow on a winter's day

I see the light within the dark

In the sky that darkens

The prayer that pleads

The people that suffer

The sun that returns

I am the Poet

©LawRouge