Ten Thousand Pens

Outside the boundary              of my pillow   I found favor in dream land.   On a hill of bravery i stood          fishing inspiration   from the sea that washes the       sun and the white sand.   On a hill of courage I stood Looking up for strength- for so long            I revolved my eyes around the sun   and thoughts virtually become       a planet in the sky that           absorbs the blue           from the ocean.                On a battlefield I stood          I'm the general            of the army   I'm in the lead of ten thousand              weapons-      I'm the commander     of a ten thousand pens          in paper land.