Find rest my soul in lyric’s chime, <br />Refreshed anew by making rhyme. <br />It’s course my thoughts direct the paths <br />That make my mind to sing. <br />When all the world in chaos sways <br />A refuge here I find. <br />I feel my mind has wings. <br />With pen and poem I find new ways, <br />To speak to all mankind. <br />My poems, my thoughts, I find may last; <br />My world renewed by taking time, <br />With rest refreshed by making rhyme. <br /> <br />10/17/05<br /><br />Gary Bryson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/find-rest-my-soul-in-lyric-s-chime/
