A Masterpiece on its own

A Masterpiece on its own!

With a pen in my hand
And a blank sheet of paper,
A mind that can think,
With thoughts overflowing,
I drown the paper in ink,
Each letter a link
In my chain of thought,
Each word a drop
In my sea of talent,
My thoughts I put in moulds
Until they take shape,
Amazed by the sight
At the end of each piece,
I close my mind
And allow it to rest,
‘Till another great flood!

By: Anthia Verine Moultrie (Now Ortlieb)