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Lyrical Symmetry

They start with an image born from a seed,
carefully nurtured until they have grown.
Buried in darkness, they find themselves freed.
Words bind together, no longer alone.
Poetry blossoms, fulfilling a need
to capture a thought, to make it our own.
Poems inspire and offer us much
beauty to ponder, their spirit to touch.

© Susan Schoeffield

Written for the 1/14/15 prompt at Poetic Asides to write a “beauty” poem.

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