Flowing Ink of the Mind
Positioned is the brain, writing tool, paper or book
until the inside technically responds, static is the look.
The mind standing as the intellectual portal
is an excellent feature of being mortal.
Receiving sensitive signals no matter how small from the eyes
the one in the inside more in activity, function and size.
Then comes the needed transmission called inspiration
a careful write with some processing gives fascination.
Wheels of sight roll continuously to really see
the revelation then emerges from the hidden sea.
Navigating each thought which is fully anointed
concludes on sweet words carefully appointed.
Undefined is the time frame of a session
forcing out ideas can put the mind under pension.
Meandering sense to impress and fit into any logical rule
the crafted final piece, over it is the time to mull.
Thinking, writing and thinking again follows each penned stroke
nowhere near baked, still wearing an old cloak.
Adjustments and perfections consistently injected in each trace
makes the refined piece to other minds a welcoming place.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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