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A Day of Rebirth
23 November 2006

To be sensitive, a poet at heart.
A lover of friends, on this day of rebirth.
Where a world away,
if only in half, she stands.

Her beauty so much in adoration.
Not as much of her outer strength in being,
but more unto her inner-beauty,
in kindness to heart.

Her arms flowing with texture,
her passion of grace, and smile enhanced.
A woman, a man's friend in best, companionship,
across this field of pasture, wet with mist.

In giving all of thought, scattered from inside,
those roses and marigolds, seasonal unto love.
Happiness was her birthday, in a new year
of account. To love her, in sensitivity,
with a clear knowledge in return 


"I will fetch my knowledge from afar, and will ascribe
righteousness to my Maker. For truly my words shall
not be false: he that is perfect in knowledge is with thee."
Job 36: 3-4 KJV


© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)

a poet who cares

a good commitee can decimate communication.