Living ink

Hello, I am Ink.
Formless, yet flowing.
Shapeless, yet with form.
Motionless, yet I dance.
Voiceless, yet I sing.

Timeless, eternal,
Infinite possibility,
Limited only by you.
Your perception defines me,
Your need confines me,
Gives me shape, voice, and life.

But what I like best,
What pleases Me the most.
Is when someone uses me,
Not to speak their mind,
But to reveal what lays hidden
Inside of the page itself.

Like a genie in a lamp,
I can only serve,
So imagine my elation,
When someone uses me
Not to speak their voice,
But to find mine.

Beautiful!

a reply to: LucidWarrior

G'day ink.



bally

Thanks, night, bally

I am in awe of your writing LucidWarrior.

Such beautifully written poems from such a young man, with a very mature old soul. A natural talent for writing.

a reply to: Sheye

Thank you Sheye!! Always happy to please ^^ I used to think I couldn't be an old soul, lol. I struggle with simple things, and I thought, no way I'm an old soul, I wouldn't have his much trouble. But, just now, I realized. No new soul would take on a role like mine, lol, or I'm crazier than I thought!!

a reply to: LucidWarrior

On some levels you are brilliant and years ahead of your time. In other ways, the ways you find so difficult, perhaps you make them harder than they have to be. There is much to be gained by simplicity. As they say, it is the simplest things in life that matter most. You have plenty of time yet to learn, to experience, explore and grow. Even older folks are still learning or unlearning in order to find peace within themselves and to share their light.

You make an impact on people's lives with words that resonate with them or touch them on some level.

a reply to: Night Star

Thanks

a reply to: LucidWarrior

That's real nice



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