The urge to create
Overwhelms me when I
Can no longer abate
Passion’s waves rising high.
When the flood of what’s felt
Saturates me within,
All my barriers melt
And the work must begin.
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The urge to create
Overwhelms me when I
Can no longer abate
Passion’s waves rising high.
When the flood of what’s felt
Saturates me within,
All my barriers melt
And the work must begin.
Like the poetry? Click here to check out my book of poems!
I love this! Such an apt description of the creative impulse. ❤
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Thank you!
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