Poetry (words)

Riddle 


In the silence I responded to the day, I took the view and filled my lungs with its beauty. Although I spoke the words fell unformed like riddles on my lips, splintered lines of a poets soul. 
As the days lengthen and the light returns, I am braver…again. Fluent in understanding, a master class of lessons learned.

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