Why Create?

There is a point reached
And time once again
When the gift becomes
An aching burden for freedom
Because there is a wonder
The labor which cannot be
Deserted has nothing more to
It continue to the wandering
Mind that wishes to whet its
In a pool of sensations better
Suited to its voracious appetite
Realizes its sentence is born
In the flash of creativity
Any more reason than words
Exist and hungry call for writing.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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