I’m standing in the doorway
Of my prison,
Music language guiding me,
Half in, half out,
Confined to my mysterious path
Of vivid details.
I strive to be imperfectly perfect
In a showy way,
Elated by inky voice
And my restless page.
The rejuvenating power of words
On my body-
My ticket to the mundane paradise
Of God and imagination-
Erotically bewildered
By its sweet flowing
Down my veins,
Flooding head, heart,
Bringing fingertips to life.
” Light ” is a sensuous exposition of what it means to be a Poet. It captivates the reader, ensnaring them in the artfully layered and deftly nuanced heart of its mystery.
Indeed, it is an exposition on the making of a poet. Thank you for your sensitivity.