She pulls herself upon a cloud
With pen and pad in tow
Imagination in her heart
The gentle Earth below
A poet’s mind starts wandering
An endless world awaits
She leans beyond the cloud’s extent
Peers down and contemplates
Amazed at how it looks from here
Her perch up in the sky
The whole of all she’s ever seen
Reflects now in her eye
But she is more than what she’s seen
Knows more than where she’s been
For what exists is infinite
Condensed within her pen
She shuts her eyes to find her muse
A smile finds her face
Upon her pad she pours her soul
Filling up the space
The words are hers but not from her
The ink just seems to flow
An energy directs her hand
And tells it where to go
She lifts her pen, and calmly reads
Words she’s never said
Feelings she has never felt
In lines she’s never read
Through her words we’ll touch the sky
Find places never been
And briefly know infinity
Condensed within her pen