Writer’s Folly

I have no words
There’s nothing to say
An idea came here
But left today

To speak is hard
To write is worse
Without imagination
Our world is terse

Music brings thought
That cuts like a knife
So let’s write a poem
And breathe in new life

Unsure how I’ll end
But I know how I’ll start
I give you this gift
Before we depart

The human mind is so strange
Nothing is what it seems
So please cherish my creation
And let it inspire your dreams

Yongjing

^The Article of Nature^