create

Create…

Come on, stupid mind
Rouse yourself and write
Put your restless thoughts to rest
On this parchment of pure white
And make music of your musing.

Rise up, sitting soul
You’ve wasted away long enough
Fight to create and paint
The picture hanging in your heart
So all may enjoy its beauty.

What gives, dumb tongue
Your silence is no longer wise
Loose the speech of the underworld
Bring to light the inner life
That waits in the shadows for deliverance.

Wake up, sleepy songs
Rub your eyes and sing what you see
Make melody of mystery
Make harmony of history
And take us to the place we long to be.

Let’s dance, palsy pen
Press your lips against this paper
And inscribe a story for the ages
On these pages waiting to hold
The poetry of a mind fully alive.

Open wide, lazy eye
Stir the prophet inside
To speak the vision of eternity
Laden with triumph and tragedy
Inviting me to enter in.

Be gone, ripened reputation
Scared to seem silly
Fearful to feel foolish
Lay down cloaks of composure
And stand naked before a clothed world.

This may be your last chance…