I dip
my quilled pen
of a creative mind
into the well of heart.

It's golden ink
spreads
with visions to launch
a writers dream.

It's ink bleeds
spiraling
in waves of verse
that blossoms.

Its ink merges
with my soul blood
to becomes my
writers passion.

I dip
my thoughts
into pool of vibrations
where love lives
and words take a life
of their own.

I dip
into liquid gratitude
and torch-like plume to scribe
with heavenly ink of a writers heart.