Secret Key Comments

Words elude and we are left dry in pen and prose and failed phrase no erudite and intricate transaction a failed contract to our Craft or Sullen Art and if we ignite the mind to text what on Earth or ether void will inspire us next? The key, the key try that lock open that door and let it all in or leth the dogs out, rejoice or despair the poet at hand, write for you, write for the world, but write for the words for the love that they offer. The chance of truth and the ephemeral fleeting aesthetic and risk of permanent marks that may endure. Not for charms or marks or points to brag, but for the language to enhance and quietly contribute and if worthy let others love it and love it truly for its beauty and the beauty of those words. Keep the secret key dear poet, it is in your heart.