The call of soul

Lying on my bed,

with a pen in my hand,

diving deep within,

exploring the treasure hidden inside,

nothing is on my mind,

letting the thoughts pass by, 

this moment is mine,

it's a pathway to the world hidden inside,

a universe full of light,

a place to write my life,

there are only two things on my mind,

the urge to write and a desire to stand at a stage holding a mic,

the dream to fly with the words that I write,

is this what we call life?

is this what a writer feels like?

to write throughout our lives,

to create our own wings to fly.

12.53am. 10th Sept 23