Pen to paper
mind an empty vessel
now sinking deep beneath a rich sea of blue.
Up above in a flying saucer
Slicing through the atmosphere facing an invisible wrestle
Who knows where we’re going to?
peeking through leaves close to the equator
Hidden from sight in a tree we nestle
Skip a line it’s so easy to start anew…
I feel as alive as I am in this world if not more
and I couldn’t say that before.
When I put pen to paper
I am a creator.
Thank you for reading! 😉 Have a lovely day! ❤