I know that poetry is not only found in the written verses, or in the rhymes that shape it; It's not only heard in the lyrics of a song nor seen as movement in a dance, or the sound of harmony in a chorus.
So what is Poetry? What is its origin? How did it all begin? Many may not see it the way I do…but I see poetry everywhere. I believe that the origin of poetry is primitive. It is as primitive as the innermost vibrations of our beings. I see poetry as this daily flow and rhythm we create as we conduct our ordinary lives… right here in our neighborhood, in our own community. It is the friendships that we make, the sacrifices we take, the sound of our laughter... sometimes it's in the tears we shed.
Isn’t it poetry when we hold our children’s hands as we take them to the bus stop every morning, or as we guide them with our watchful eyes when they take little steps on the street? Isn’t it poetry when we serve our husbands dinner and see them off to the door before a long travel? Isn’t it poetry when a husband volunteers to watch the babies for a few hours so his wife can spend her personal time alone or on a girls’ night out?
Poetry is also found in times spent caring for the sick, or saying goodbye to a loved one.
Maybe poetry for you means just seeing your little baby take his first steps, or hearing your daughter sing for the first time…or dance on stage.
Poetry lets us feel a certain pulse, unwritten cadences that share the rhythm of our emotions. It does not end. Poetry happens as we breathe… it matches our heartbeats. It does not stop even when we’re sad… disappointed… betrayed…cheated… robbed. Comes the next morning, as we awake and get up, we do it all over again. We go on with our flow. Our rhythm.
Poetry is everywhere. It is in us. We’re all poets. Not everyone may write verses and rhymes but everyone rides on its waves. The flow and rhythm of life.