Why I Write

I want to write.

I want to make words

Soar across the page

To ask a thousand questions

And answer each

Even as I ask them.

I want to climb mountains

So I can see

The world stretch out below me

I want to be lost in the mire

With only words

To get me out again.

Everyday I want to

Fall in love with words again

Come to blows with words again

Reconcile with words again

Heaven is an empty page and pen.