Puzzle
I cannot say this without missing some fragments.
What the mind reveals is too bright to paint
In words
In pictures
In song…
How I crave the expressiveness of thought
Living and true
Without the disadvantage of explanation.
I write with my mind
And when it is gone
I will write as I have always dreamed
Beyond the borders of limitation
Finally, creation comes home.
Copyright © A. Sanders | Year Posted 2010
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