hold still a moment
and stop rushing through your days
just take a deep breath
look around you at the world
it's beautiful, isn't it?
Passion filled stories
Spring to life as my eyes move
And my pen bleeds
The rich oaky scent
of fire permeates the room
wisps of silver grey
curling and dancing their way
through the thick and hazy air
From the embers
Lifts a gentle, escaping
Tendril of grey smoke
Children are the light
That shine upon humanity's path
To a new future
Smiling everyday
Should not be a chore for you
Make it genuine
I caught the night train
As it bustled towards you
Bringing me closer
To my real destination
Within the depths of your heart
floating in the void
are my infinite number
of unwritten thoughts
this void has a name
a name that every writer
has known: google drive
occasionally
one of these forgotten souls
grabs my attention
demanding I pull
it out of it's crowded, trapped
location; like this
dawn forced itself through
the night's bitter and harsh chill
shining in brilliance
the light and the shade
align themselves before earth
melding into one
