As the pen touches paper the writer's art begins with simple ideas. Flowing like a calm river his ideas flow with such grace.
His heart tunes to the words as he scribbles down letters like if the letters where a metronome keeping his pace the same.
His voice as he reads is his final product he can see the creation of what he has done but always checks for letters or words for they are not needed to make his work burn but to let his work become a true perfection of universal talent.
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Poetic Tales and Philosophical Days: The Creator
PoetryAs the Creator my mind must speak and must share what knowledge I give