Ink

Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash

Don’t let the ink go dry

Fill it daily from the inner sky

Every drop that rains

Can erase accumulated stains

Before words turn into a river

Leaving our custody forever

Color them with the special ink

So we may maintain a link

Words are the seeds we leave

They sprout and we receive

Pages filled with our own ink

That’s evidence we can’t shrink

Wielding thoughts, we write daily

What’s been written lately?

Until the ink is no more ours

We soak in the mind’s showers