My Creative Poet Mind
Resting noon today, I scribbling softly
Late day I pause, poetizing, just be
Infant night, squirm upon me, gin·ger·ly
Orb of night glow, stars shimmer, glittery
Through glazing mid of night, luster afar
Thus I pen: ''Twinkle Dinkle Dharma Star"
On the afternoon, of tomorrow sleep
I will awaken, and take a pause deep
In the night ending, wait for peace from day
Wee-wee hour, submerging, thought in my pray
Now, my creative poet's mind, flowing clear
Bright as light, in the sky, so very dear
© daniel miltz
