A proper view of life. Do we see what is just in front of us? Or do we see beyond it? Open the eyes of our spirit. See a world average writers, even good writers,  can never even hope to glimpse.

What makes a true poet? To see a sunset. To view it as a whole. To know it. To see the colours. Then to forget the all they see and write what lies within. Beyond eyesight. Beyond belief. Beyond even imagination. That is a poet. And there are not many of us left