The Script of My Soul/I Write To Exist
Location
Emotion
Dripping
Down
My
Heart.
Thoughts
Seeping
From
My
Mind.
My soul is
Delicate
Beautiful
Untouched.
As words are
Formed
Within my
Body
They take shape as
Poems.
I write to
Feel
Think
Breathe
Understand
The ever-changing world that is around me.
I am connected to all that is alive
The Earth, sweet ripened nature
Humanity, crazed desperation
Animals, instinctual creatures
Nature, innocent wilderness.
My connection is my words
They drop from my hands
I offer them to the world
To the sky, in its gaping mouth,
I speak my words.
To the ocean, underneath every salted curl of the rippling tide,
I draw my words in its soft sandy skin.
To the trees, amongst their whispers,
I carve my words into their rugged hands.
These poems are the
Script
Of
My
Soul.
I write to
Exist.