CATHARSIS:PART I

Words spread on a thin white sheet

There isn't a picture of anything prettier

Spilling their fragrance over the tides of stories

woven through n through;

Spun on paper,

Churned as letters,

Nothing truer than this.

They stand thawed,

though once frozen

at that time, they were seemingly stuck in time and style,

but now they speak as they melt through the changing seasons.

They reveal a heart never before heard of;

They tell the stories long forgotten

and wishes that could never be uttered

There! my words stand revealed

In their sacred beauty.

These words would never have been seen or heard ever!

Dreams never before imagined yet now imagined

Thoughts that were a vision now caught in that one moment

Ideas that silently slid past almost unnoticed

casually thought of  and almost too soon forgotten

Yet caught in that instance by the ink and the plain sheet

Perhaps and most likely, they have been once spoken before,

Oh yes! After all there is nothing new under the sun…

However, certainly not in the same way my fingers convey them.

And here they stand now,

In the open for all to see.

I and my words have been exposed!!

And there's nothing left to hide anymore!!!

Baring the deepest truth,

staining that which can never be erased,

splurging and untidying the norm,

so beautiful ,unscathed and clear !

Revealed now at just the right time.

Amazing, awesome, interesting, with much passion;

Giving the warm glow of its insides

Glad to come out of the ice.