I started doing poetry for a friends birthday card.
Sometimes it also becomes the most important part of life!
A pencil and a paper and few strokes and words
Mean so much later, when the meet with two worlds.
A book of words then means a story untold
A white cloth that carries so much beauty that you don’t want to unfold.
A small piece of paper becomes a boat to sail in
A small drop of water becomes the ocean to swim in.
I have written books today and maybe I still don’t find them right or worth it
But they do make my day, my heart they lit.
For I didn’t need an inspiration, light or fight
They came up because writing was a delight.
Something so serene that it soothes your heart
That does not need much thought, power or anything else but love, right from the start.