I am but a poet

I am but a poet
a thousands words
never to write
fighting for a line
in the breath of all I am
each ink drop from the tip
of my soul
marks a future I may
never know
I am but a poet

a thousand words
to pray daily
with every fiber and cell
That I have the will
to write until I
can write no more
until the wind steals song
until the earth covers paper
until fire consumes thought
and water
the ink from the tip
of my soul.
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