Rhythm of Words

Poetry to me is like music to my ears, Your mind wonders and sometimes disappears. Poetry to me is like footsteps in the dark, Never seen, but always heard, kind of like a bark. Poetry to me is like the clouds in the sky, Always shape shifting and sometimes letting out a cry. Poetry to me is like the waves of the sea, Always moving and flowing so peacefully. Poetry to me is alive, Transcending power and energy worldwide.