poetry is the door to the closest of unrealized dreams, dreams, dreams

infinity inside a limited sphere- limited by your dreams, dreams, dreams

poetry is the music of words, dreams, things

power in the pen that leaks, screams, sings

your life is such a pen so speak, think, reap

but be conscious of the ways that you eat, sleep, drink

what we put in our awareness is the seeds we seek

and our produce grows from those, so be with peace