Pure CreationA Poem by Purple Muse
"Breathe life into things," you say,
I'm an artist--how can I do anything else?
That's like telling a fish to swim,
A sparrow to fly.
As I breathe I dance,
As my lungs swell my fingers type,
Just as my blood pumps poetry spills,
I'm an artist.
"We create futures," you say.
Maybe you create futures,
As a conscious effort and thing,
I just see the future; and
Like you take your next breath, write it
I dance it, paint it, capture it with light;
I breathe life into the future and watch it form
Like frost on the window--a perfect slate
For drawing your perfect world.
For this is creation pure,
Pure and strong,
And no matter what else I'm doing...
I'm also doing that.
© 2012 Purple Muse
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