A yearning to fulfill
And a longing to create
Desiring to satisfy this want

I dip my pen into the well of my heart
To touch ink to paper
To lay down in strokes my feelings

To pour forth the pouring out
Of my soul to make
Something beautiful

Knowing well the shortness of time
And the length of thought
That must find itself

I eye the candle and quicken my pen
Lest these words
Be lost to darkness