All the words tumble together
Spinning dancing, sewing , singing
Can’t help but move to the beautiful tune,
Feel the excitement sparking and bursting.
And the words rise up and demand to be heard
If only there were to be a way, for them to flood to the page
Unhindered, images to hands to screen to eyes to share.
A beautiful song will cause bursts of inspiration,
But send me spiralling
Come back down, capture the moment
That excitement, and pin its wings to the paper.
That glittering butterfly of thought and energy.
I love the words, but therein lies our craft, taming beauty to share it again.
The proof of devotion, over and over again.
I always thought that was a silly way to love, anyway
But here I go.