Ireversibile you----
Stand-alone you;
You're always a-changing,
You're never quite you.

You poet! you artist!
Scribing nothing but truth---
About you, the earth,
should know more of you;
With you and by you,
The world should be standing.

Among shadows of night,
Your quill flints onto parchment,
Your mind deciphers and ciphers,
Odes and miths as many, as much,
Your old mind can muster---
Then silence and shadows,
Turn your thoughts into droplets,
They fall one by one
Onto your parchment,
Your words now embedded,
Your words now on fire,
warm up the coldness
Lights up the darkness---
Casting the shadows,
Casting the silence
You conquered once more,
You poet, you artist!

Laurentiu-Florin©