Wondering on your wandering?!
Continuous
as
the
stars
that
shine…
.
What
poems
hold
a
precious
resonance
that
rumble
still?
And to your heart with pleasure fill?
Even in vacant or pensive mood?
.
With Love,
and playful curiosity,
The Universe x
P.s. for extra bonus points - guess the poem referenced here?
"...saucy march winds are coming to town, blowing girls' dresses and tossing hats down..."
Poems are life’s echoes!