Treasure
Treasure
In solitude of all wild thoughts
Twirling and meandering in my mind
My ingenuity traces out a slender slope
As I see the abstracts take mystic form.
The stories within me design a stream
My imagination is running the currents
I witness the birth of new wonders
How meticulously each word is shaped.
And the impeccable carving that gives rise
To the treasure flowing out of my pen.