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Rated: E · Poetry · Philosophy · #1906943
The power of discovering written words.



Running from pen...
Leaving black streaks
On white surface...
Forming something...
What was it?

What came from
These hands, who
Only tried to see
What a pen could
Do? What did this

Mean? How did
These strange
Shapes appear?
What were you
Supposed to do

With them? Why
Could a pen do
These things?
Yet, there was
A new art that

Lay on that
White surface.
It meant some-
Thing. And
Suddenly, it

Led to a whole
New world. A
World that meant
Everything, our
Impending future.
© Copyright 2012 Elizabeth Anne Sullivan (autumnsong at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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