Writer? Poem by William McGehee

Am I a Writer? How can I know?
A dreamer, maybe, who casts his dreams upon the page
And in my dreams my thoughts are free to go:
They slip away from waking's timid cage

They pass at once beyond the stars
Beyond all where and when
Beyond the either, cast afar
Then back to rest within my pen

Am I a Writer? That's for the gods to know,
And dreaming is my labor's only wage.
When waking comes, the hand and heart must go
To cast my dreams upon another page.