A Poet's Heaven on Earth

 A Poet’s Heaven on Earth

Gravity binds me heavily to Earth,

While my spirit yearns for precious rebirth.

At least to scale legendary Mount Parnassus,

Write poetry in the mountain temple of Muses.

My lyrics would cascade down the slopes 

With grace and beauty and, for mankind, fond hopes.

When we are there…

Every breath is a prayer.

Every thought a thank you.

Every sound a song.

Every touch a blessing.

Every smile a poem. 

Lord, my prayer is this: that I and all others realize our true bliss.