The Answer

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The Answer

Perhaps it’s strawberries
or a clutch of beech leaves
battered by a heavy rain.

Or drops of dew
that have trickled deep
into the dark between

a rose’s petals.
Maybe it’s a smudge of ink
on a page where a poem

has tumbled out of an old pen.
It could be a stone,
trapped forย an age

beneath a brook’s
cold skin,
a stone that’s forgotten

the songs the wind can sing.
Whatever it is, I’m sure
I’ll know it when I find it.

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