she retreats and sits
ties her hair delicately
inhales harmony
exhales gratitude
with the pen to the paper
she hesitates for a while
so much she could say
almost too many thoughts to compile
longing to write about such significance
expecting it to flow so easily
and hoping to reflect on something so magnificent
she rests her head in her hands
ticking over in tranquility
comforted by the unaccustomed feeling of stability
it’s just the beginning, she said
she puts down the pen,
rips out the page,
she yells ‘carpé diem’
and begins to seize the day
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 6:51 AM UTC
she retreats and sits
ties her hair delicately
inhales harmony
exhales gratitude
with the pen to the paper
she hesitates for a while
so much she could say
almost too many thoughts to compile
longing to write about such significance
expecting it to flow so easily
and hoping to reflect on something so magnificent
she rests her head in her hands
ticking over in tranquility
comforted by the unaccustomed feeling of stability
it’s just the beginning, she said
she puts down the pen,
rips out the page,
she yells ‘carpé diem’
and begins to seize the day