No time
like the present
nor better reason
than passion
limitations
must be broken
creativity
given her wings
fruit will come
with preparation
care
and persistence
the seeker
and the hungry
can always use
another gardener
scatter the seed
and let whosoever will
enjoy simple pleasures
some may overlook
this is not about you
not about them
has little to do with pride
only that one has tried
dare to chance
flirt with rebuke
face to the sun
hand to the plough
it's about time
and in the end
let the body be burned
and the music live on
strike while the iron glows
and the dragon of doubt sleeps
go to now ye poet son
go deep
go deep
18December2006
18 December 2006
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