Croatia Day 5: Word Found...

8-28-07

I dip my pen into an ocean of ink, words cohesively collect themselves around its tip hungry to be received and expressed...

Linking together, formulating ideas, expressing themselves as autonomous yet dependent parts of a collective whole...

Only together do they have strength, power, inspiration, motion, color, form, structure, texture...

Drip, drip, drop the words come from the raging depths of my minds ink ocean, choosing their time and appropriate manner of expression...then they still...avoiding my pen's now over exhausted, broken tip...