We yearn to create something beautiful

 When the ink craft fully spills down to paper

 We wish to make every letter etch its impression

When we write the conscience in our mind is clear

 We pray that every letter finds its place in your heart

Whether in joy or anguishing in pain

When we write we write with a passion

Whether the subject is dear to our hearts

Or causing tears to our eyes we write

We write with a purpose at times known

At times dark and unknown as the pearl of the night

We write with zeal, we write under dimming flames

When we write we pour out our minds

We relish every curve of every letter

Every syllable special, every vowel conspicuous

In consonance with the will deep within we write