I release ink of heart
moving with
blood stream of pen.

It curves gracefully
round bend of moment,
with breath that anchors.

It captures pulsations
radiating words from
deep pond of mind.

Perhaps, I shall write
with visions of beauty.
Or against darken skies
covered with clouds that block sun.

Or maybe, I won't write at all...
Just feel the energies
to ponder life.