Traces of Life's Wind
by Michael Romani

In my imitation
I find my mediocrity
In my originality
I find the divinity

Or, at least a spark
That brings me to rest
Touching the sublime
When I am put to test

In my tears
I find my laughter
In loving all
I find what I am after

There in my renunciation
I discover my best self
In an act of reconciliation
I find peace within myself 

Love is the wise
Becoming wiser
Drawn to the eyes
I feel the virtue you possess

For in this paradox
I find my love
Built with the mortar of words
Into a shadow of the above

In the beginning
I find my end
Indemnified by writing
The traces of the wind

(c) March 12, 2018  Michael Romani
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