It is so quiet, sweet, there is no time pressure
I can write, imagine, create, find my Art
I can be anywhere, everywhere, travel the World
I can be in Human form, an Animal, a Feather, Ocean waves
I can be a piece of music, a painted piece upon a Gallery wall
A chapter within a book, a verse within a song, a spider within a web
I can be anything, even the milk served within a cup of tea, added scone
I love this place, I visit it daily, I’m not prepared, just flow
Creating a piece of magic, a blank paper, a story written
Each piece different, titles unknown, creations new
My writing, my perfect place, my everything, my all
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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