i just need pen
and paper in hand
to reach out for the stars

imagining
where i will land
is written in those stars

as the ink starts to swirl
out of this world
there and back again

no need to erase
this time and space
with pen and paper in hand

inside the minds eye
is where i go to write
relying on the word

to energize
taking to flight
across the universe

as rhyme runs its course
pointing due north
meeting and greeting all demands

i reach for the stars
through the poems open door
with pen and paper in hand