The Creative

I was born to create

to think in lines

that coil

to wonder

if there even is

a box

to weave together

a tapestry

of words

that somehow

make cents

out of the priceless

parts of being

to stitch together

hearts

from collective

broken pieces

to sweep up

shards

of soulful reflections

from the mess

and the chaos

and declare

There is beauty here!!

to wear vulnerability

as a shield

and wield naked truth

like a sword

to live authentically

in a place between wonder

and daydream

that glows golden

with crystalline echoes

that sing

of a world

that could be.

to find roots in every

vintage thing

and ancient place

whose ghosts whisper

of someone who mattered

to someone there

once

to leave a legacy

of new age adages

among which we can say

we were born to create