Empty pages

Intent upon the emptiness
that lies upon the barren pages before me.
Earnestly seeking to share
that which is buried within.
Raging against the void
that holds back my words.
Revolting at the page
that is still blank before me.
Craving that which stands
upon the end of ones tongue
yet evades the whist of my pen.

Cursing the will-o-the-wisp for the musings
that eludes my eternal quest.
Yearning to once again fill the minds
of those who stand wanting
and lusting after knowledge

With hopes to test
the bottomless depths of ones soul
upon the wisdom from
all who dare place pen to page
and there grace once again
the gentle whispers of this
a wandering mind.