Words swirl, thoughts flow, emotions unravel,
A flurry of ideas inside my head,
From here to there and back, I travel,
As I weave a story, thread by thread.
With pen on paper, words yet unspoken,
The often voiceless, to be heard,
My stories shared, from thoughts unbroken,
Expressed succinctly, by just a word.
All life is a canvas, I fill in the shades,
Reflecting what is held deep within me,
From a place where hope never fades,
Each time that I write, I am set free.
I am a creator of magic, of dreams, and more,
As I sit down to write, the moments unfold,
Slowly but surely my musings soar,
And soon they form my story untold.