Words

I love words that interlace on media like literary ants

Colonies of reason growing from a smallest beginning
Writers are like the hidden queens in secret chambers
Progenitors of order and knowledge within their realm
Engendering mythical growth; to control life’s reflection
In time we may, as individuals, be small but we are so many
Within imagination and expression we can become Titans
We take pleasure in the near impossible task of existence
To describe truly what the eye sees and the heart feels.
So that others may; when the world shrinks around them
Ask; where shall I fly today for my imagination is limitless