Simple Joy
Creation.
The Simple
Joy
In creating
something
of
your
very own.
Mine.
My words,
What I say,
flows across the
page.
Like blood from
wounds
Or a water
fall.
Tumbling out,
beyond my control.
But, still-
they are mine.
Thoughtless,
countless,
creative,
conjoining
words.
Written-
Spoken-
Conceptualized.
They are
beautiful.
I feel
renewed
rejuvenated
refreshed.
I am
proud.
My work,
my tone,
my poem.
And this is why i write.