• The Individual Rhythm

    To each his or her own rhythm,
    A song in the day,
    A drum in the night.

    The mind to summon the words,
    A heart to evoke emotions,
    A will to create.

    It courses through the veins,
    Find a pen or pencil,
    Find paper or surface,
    Write it down.

    The individual rhythm,
    Old as time,
    The oldest muses of inspirations.
    It fuel the soul of life and death,
    The world and its inhabitants,
    And the heartbeat of creation.