Public Speaking: A Poem
Brandon Dhurpat
The angelic language that soothes the soul:
We sing, dance and hum to the vibrant tune.
It fills our hearts with joy as the summer wind blows,
From the fiery sun to the very cool moon.
We wake up to the bright ball.
It gives us the energy to continue out everlasting call.
While it warms us there is this feeling,
And it’s all we need for internal healing.
Although nothing lasts forever,
It will follow us wherever.