State of Mind

When State of mind spins
Like a perpetual gyroscope

When a mind thinks clear
And joy pierces voice and eyes

When a spirit bursts forward
As if it were freshly born

When a smile careens wide
In light of darkest days

Then age has no meaning
It is a trifling statistic



Poetry by Kee Zealy The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-10-16 at 18:52

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melanie sue
I love your poetical philosophical viewpoint, Kee. You have done an excellent job expressing "state of mind" and I love ya for sharing it as well as living it. :)
2009-10-16