By way of thanks, ...

A PAGE ON JILLI'S WEB

By:   Scriptress

With shining eyes I reach
for this gift just given.
For I know what joy it can bring.

New worlds, new galaxies
Imagination is my only limit,
Places not even my time-filled
Thoughts have traveled.

Caution stays my eager thoughts.
So perfect, It waits masked
In white emptyness. Blank,
It demands perfection.

I rub my hands together
Warming them to the task,
My fingers on the keys
Feeling the tell-tale ridges.

I falter, fear grips me.
So many vistas, expanding
Endlessly, stretch endlessly,
The creative muse, laughing.

It answers, "Question not!"
White, blank, inviting,
This page on Jilli's web.


Scriptress
1998

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