A blank page stares up at me.
Waiting, craving for attention.
Interactive with the brain to record
The power of mind in motion.
The pen withholding fury's flight,
Of motion and emotion.
Starting, stopping, pausing, pleasing,
Teasing the the soul to speak.
Fascination and frustration
I beg of thee for words of love,
Of life, of hate, and of pain.
The dragon's fire roasts lords and liars,
Worlds of fantasy await creation.
Understand what's inspired here.
Ravings of madness and of mastermind.
It begins with drive, desire, imagination.
Pen and parchment making love; elegant and eloquent.
Dark recesses find Elysium.
Describe it w
So many white dots on black velvet,
Twinkling like fireflies so high above.
The bright yellow circle mesmerizes
The eyes, the soul.
Crickets and birds sing the songs
The only noises that touch the soul.
Peace and tranquility.
The mind's eye opens and turns inward.
Voices whisper behind the eyes, they say,
Contemplation, decision, (indecision?), wishing.
While the heart beats, the mind knows,
We are only another white dot on that