Untitled - March 20, 2002
From a stream of consciousness
come pearls of words
flowing unrelentingly
from an endless spring
of inspiration
until the time came
that the rivers ran dry,
and the stream
became a trickle
'til it was no more.
A silent search begins
for both reason
and the cause
of words unbidden,
leaping from thought
to page.
Until pearls ground to dust
merging once more
with the earth.
Only time continued on,
wearing away at endless forces,
revealing one day,
small sparkles found
in diamond phrases
fewer in number
than before.
(
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