
I am invited by these blank pages
to bear into the light
the secrets of my soul
my night visions and wild imaginings
fantastical whimsies
and deepest truths
born onto these waiting lines
magic erupting from my soul’s well
each babbling bubble brimming
with something eager to be fixed to paper
transfigured from infinite potential
into eternalized reality
a golem of ink and words
let loose to walk unknown paths along others’ souls
leaving quiet footsteps which will fade
like water on concrete after a rain
my eyes follow the pen strokes
they are rhythmic like the rising
and falling of meditative breath made manifest
casting a spell of freedom and release
-gws