Poetry, the divinity at heart
It manifests, doesn’t kick start
Poem, an offering of a devout mind
A rosary of words in piety entwined

Words, a charming chapel build
In it the Muse's melodies filled
The imaginative mind here
At its altar heart outpours

Here the thoughts gleam and glow
In a rhythmic meter flow
Here abstractions new images find
And flash upon the inward mind

Poetry is the worship of a heart
Mind plays a secondary part

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