You sit waiting for words, not knowing
where the words will take you, waiting for the adventure
to begin, for the words to appear and lead you on a path
you've never seen before.
You sit trusting the words will come
and the journey into the unknown will reveal
some truth, some deeper understanding of
what it means to be alive.
You sit trusting the pen in your hand,
trusting that there's magic in the universe
(that you can't explain), trusting that you are part of
the magic spell that life weaves all around us.
You sit trusting that you'll find what
you need to keep going, to keep searching,
to keep finding a reason to keep exploring
wherever the words take you.
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