Words flow onto paper like rain, forming
giant rivers of unseen lands.
The very force guides us along a journey
that holds of great adventure.
We are the explorers of the literary world.
We must find the courage to write what
others are unable to, with the greatest of
passion.
A poet dreams, and then must portray his
visions upon the page that lies before him.
It is the beauty of all things that inspires
us to communicate in such a way.
A man does not wake up one day, and decide to
become a poet.
It must live in the very blood that courses
through his veins.
He is the creator of a world, only he has
known.
He is the actor and director, of all that
speaks out through his pen.
He is a man of all men, visionary of all
visionaries.
What you haven’t seen, he has.
What you can’t say, he can.
For he is the poet.