The page sits before me,
The first word gets written
And I am lost,
Lost the world of words,
Lost in the emotions
That flow through me
As the words grace the page.
It could be of love,
The love of others,
The love of nature,
It could be of music.
That music which means so much
As it sails into my body,
And will be with me for eternity.
It could be art,
The wonder of an artist
Showing me the world
In a different way,
So my mind broadens.
The reverie of life is always with me
As I write,
Write these words
Where time flows,
Where time no longer exists,
And where my mind is not of this world,
But lost,
Lost in the words,
The words on this page.