Words

Words they flow
Like silky ribbons through my mind
They saunter slowly to the left
Then whip quickly back with a snap
These words are mine
Ribbons of time
They flow so swiftly
Rhythmically they crescendo and decrescendo over and over
They topple over themselves and land in a heap
Then I blow life into them
Let them flow freely again
As paper meets pen
These words
These ribbons of time
From heart and from mind
These words are mine and I will share them...in time. :)