To pluck at the rainbow
from the open window
To hit a crescendo
like a flute in the meadow
Inspiration’s open arms
embrace and be disarmed
A storm after morning calm
Tempestuous as a fiery swarm
What revs up the ignition
from acts that are full of passion
Hungry like a tiger’s chase
Desperate as an athlete’s race
When ambition does soar
Resounding like a lion’s roar
Don’t forget, compassion be passion’s daughter
Like a river gushing forth water
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Two words used together- still working out their impact. To the poet you are great
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