Bliss
During the midnight hour,
After the world has gone to sleep,
Just be still and listen.
Listen to your heart.
Let your mind run.
Pick up that pencil.
Let it chase the paper.
Savor each word written.
Feel the euphoria.
One poem finished.
Another begins.
I love this! It’s like the anti-writer’s block poem. I love the line – let it chase the paper. Great poem!