The steady, rhythmic blink
Of the cursor on the fresh empty page
Sooths my mind and lulls me into sweet imagination.
Calmness.

I gaze at the page as I envision the end result,
My words spelled out across,
My mind scripted in ink.
Serenity.

My fingers tap-tap-tap across the keys,
As I look inside myself with green eyes open and I
Transform the thoughts into poetry.
Beauty.

My eyes fly along the lines
As I read over the finished work and I finally
Save the document.
Life.