The Poet's Inquiry

Who am I as a poet you may ask? I am one in the same with the world and a beautiful nothing. What do I see? I see soul and pulse that is ever-changing. Where can you find it? The door to this has always and always will be there, you are the key. When do you know you have it? There is no illusion, no trick of the mind, the internal is the answer and question. How can you do it? Don’t just be, break all ties that hold you back. Why? Well, why not? Want to hear the music playing? Then simply listen. Want your dreams to come true? Then live in them. Bring to light all the wrong and all the right, They are equal in beauty. Like the beginning and end, All starts with you.