I opened the door today
Took my hidden skill
Added it to myself

We are one once again

The power of the blood
Runs through my veins again
Down to my hands
Making my fingers tingle

I grab my wand
With the magical ink
To create a picture from my mind
On a sheet of paper
But not of images
With words
Every word sends a pulse to the reader’s mind

I give them the paint
They paint the picture
For the power is back
The power to write