Pondering and Percolating

we writers strive to achieve our best to bring forth what percolates within our breast giving rise to thoughts that are eager to be placed on paper for the world to see at times we struggle as if climbing walls other times we buckle when we hear the call crying out from deep down in our bones for sweet release, to find a new home for the words we hear in a muffled voice conflicted by each and every choice of letter, syllable, comma, phrase waiting to appear on a bare new page we know it's hiding in that writer's womb a seed of surprise waiting to bloom any moment now, from dawn to dusk pondering, percolating is a must