A need to create

Both desperate and pure

To touch pen to paper

Needle to yarn

Fingers to keys

Overwhelming yearning

Captivating my being

A need to craft and form and build

My heart leaps forth

Trying to skip through time

To the precious moments when

My soul, alight,

My hands, busy

I create

 

My being aches for release

For bounding ideas to spill forth

Too many shifting, changing, mutating

Ideas, form and unform

These restless hands begging

For yarn to knot

For brushes with which to paint

For words to flow on paper

For a mind to be released

 

I overflow with creation

The pulsing energy of life flowing through

My restless hands, my aching limbs

A body made of destruction

A mind consumed with creation

I ache, I ache, I ache

To be free

Free to create

Free to craft words on page

Free to create masterpieces from yarn

Free to transfer images from mind to canvas

Free to be me

 

A need to create

Both desperate and pure

My being aches for release

For bounding ideas to spill forth

I overflow with creation

The pulsing energy of life flowing through

I ache, I ache, I ache

To be free