#Poem – This Is The Therapy

Poem – This Is The Therapy

This is the therapy
This is the jam inside the bread of life
This is the  sitting in a brook
This is the sitting in a brook
And letting the music pool around my eyes.

How I get taken by the flow
While sitting here.
There, over, over over the gatherings
Is the god of good cheer,
A tiny sprite.

The ticket for entrance
Is a laugh or a twinkle,
But if you’re feeling poor,
A smile will do
Or a willingness to sit and let,
If it must,
Your heart open 
And break a little
For it will mend stronger.

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