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The Learning Process
At the early light of dawn
I wake up to see your face
My spirit stretches with a yawn
Now ready for the world’s embrace
Your familiar eyes provide an x-ray mirror
I see my poetry as a scrolling marquee
The clouded reflection is so much clearer
My own thoughts explained to me
A rapid, unexpected change
Inspiration after losing hope
New lucidity has rearranged
The swirling confusion’s knotted ropes
The timing was exactly right
Art serves as fuel for the eternal fire
Illuminating the never ending night
With creative desire
Everyone else hears your voice and words
I interpret a beautiful, hypnotic song
It’s music I’ve already heard
When I speak to you I’m just singing along
