today i will be a poet…………………tomorrow i cannot say…..but seems to me if you are one……………..it never goes away…….and you will continue to be coaxed from a warm bed in the middle of the night………. to record these thoughts that cannot wait….perhaps to be lost with the first rays of light………..

today i will be a poet……..tomorrow i cannot say…….

today the birds and trees will have their dominion over me……the clouds will cross overhead and smile and send signs to me…….of different shapes and designs that take my breathe away…….i will dream with eyes open of the blue sea overhead………………as schools of fish swim by……. their tails flicker in the sun………………

today i will be a poet a subject of the earth…….adorn these spiritual wings i have found from listening to the wind, rise above these meadows and dive deep within the woods……make my nest in a hollow tree and fly with other birds…….today my feet have escaped the ground that has held me for too long….and venture forth into an enchanted world that has mysteries to divulge…………………..

today…………………….i will be…..a poet……………tomorrow i cannot say