May we meet at the crossroads of body, mind and spirit. Together we will enter the magic and learn to fly.

Apr 5, 2012

An Inkwell

My life spills forth
One drop one word
From the well of my soul
A scratch upon the page
It grows
Giving life to dreams
I dip the pen anew
And pierce my heart
Releasing a fountain
Of untethered imagination
Until the well runs dry
My life a gift

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