The Keeper of the Words

I will write it, I know I will, but

The thoughts are not yet ripe.

It takes time.

They are lingering in the back of my mind.

I can feel their presence,

Taste their flavor, and

Feel them in my soul.

The words to express my thoughts are

Getting closer and stronger but

I am almost afraid of them

Because I know when they are ready,

They will flood my will and overwhelm me.

There will be no stopping the tide.

The words will flow through me as they are not of my making alone.

They are thoughts and ideas that have a need to be born into this world

And I am only the wielder of the pen,

The keeper of the words.

4 thoughts on “The Keeper of the Words

    1. so true! I’ll wake up in the middle of the night with brilliant lines rolling through my head, lines so good I am sure I’ll never forget them only to have completely lost them by morning! I now sleep with a notebook on the pillow next to me! the curse and blessings of being a writer!

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