Ink and Pixels

Ink flows like a river, unceasing and pure,

Upon parchment and screens, our hearts to allure,

With pen or iPad, our thoughts take their flight,

Embarking on journeys, seeking insight.

The canvas, it matters not, old or new,

For self-discovery's path, we pursue.

The pen, a companion through all our days,

Or the digital tool that guides our ways.

In the strokes of a pen, we find our voice,

In the taps of a screen, we make our choice,

To explore the depths of our inner sea,

To understand the person we long to be.

With each word we write, and each line we draw,

We're crafting a map, without a flaw,

Navigating the realms of our own mind,

In the world of ideas, we're unconfined.

Through the rhythm of words and the rhymes they weave,

We uncover the truths we needed to believe,

The literary devices at our command,

Reveal the treasures hidden in the sand.

Metaphors and similes, they light our way,

As we journey within, both night and day,

The cadence of our thoughts, they softly chime,

Creating a symphony, truly sublime.

So, pick up your pen or your iPad so bright,

Begin your journey to self-discover, to write,

With every word and every line you pen,

May you find the wisdom to rise again.