To express,
To enjoy,
To explore,
To rejoice,
And to live,
And to soar,
To record
Memories of all sorts,
To escape,
And to learn,
To survive,
To not burn
Through the thoughts
Which eat up
All the space
Left in me,
I write.
There’s a song,
In every word
That flights
Through the purse
Of my life
To a page
And I want
It to be sung,
So I write
And I triumph
With the power
Of my soul
To expand
In it’s being
On
To
This
World.
Published on: May 1, 2011