Personal items trigger emotions & motions fissured

By past passions delivered

Those actions were a source of satisfaction untouched

By any person around,to create was a feeling that was buried beneath the ground.

But now I feel it will surface, the past was just a canvas

the future will paint my purpose

The timing couldn't be more perfect

My confidence is at its prime

no more hiding behind the curtains

I feel like I do deserve it

whatever the future the holds

Whether its a grain of sand or a plunder of gold

I will make use of the new

then reuse the knowledge of the old

To then infuse my minds muse into a present that is bold

relevant none the less, I express every increment of my journeys continuance

let these words be adamant and evidence of my monument

letters stand strong then create a sense of accomplishment

I write to stay away from the past pit that was bottomless

this was where I often sat

this is where I want to sit

no this is where I want to stand

Never forced nor by command

all is done by eager hand.