When she writes i put my pen away
cause in all honesty she is far better then i will ever be!
the grace by with wich she writes is undulating
whenever i read a verse i question my ability shamed by her dexterity
wonderfully she relates the deepest parts of her struggle, her emotions and power
In awe i stand, beholding her as she works her 'Magic'
Turning a simple stick into a vessel by which she transforms paper into something animate
'Alive i say! wake up and move people both heart and mind, move them'
This is what i imagine she says before she pens cause truelly she inspires
She inspires me to be better at all i do, i hope she inspires you too
'Alive i say! ' :)
Dedicated to the girl with the golden Pen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem