a need
Something that all look at, but precious few see
is the one thing that all men need.
To capture the beauty of the sky or the sea
to find ways to express the world on which the soul feeds.
Something you did that will last against fate
this one true desire.
But with so little time, is it always too late?
Will our legacies and lives live through the fire?
To paint a moment, to write a world
To compose a feeling in small mighty words.
Today is never too late
to fulifill the need, the desire
to create.
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