Hola! This poem is part of my Ars Poetica – BlogchatterA2Z 2025 series, where I explore the art of poetry through 26 stanzas, each beginning with a different letter of the alphabet. Every day, a new stanza unfolds, building upon the previous ones intuitively and organically. If you’re just joining in, feel free to read from the beginning or simply dive into today’s reflection on poetry.
Stanza 25 of the Ars Poetica—Yearning & Yielding
Years of writing, yet still I bow before words–
yearning, yielding.
Not every silence answers, not every draft survives,
but the ache to touch something true
makes even the stumbling sacred.
I gather the broken phrases,
offer them up like prayers.
(to be continued...)
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It’s so true, we will always bow to words for what would we be without words. Just rocks and soil and all things still.
“Just rocks and soil and all things still.” – sounds poetic! Thank you for stopping by, Ambica 🙂