Once Again I Write... Poem by Sara Jo Andrews
Once Again I Write...
This pen, this paper is once again my savior.
I write to save my sanity.
I write to ease my heart.
I write to cleanse my soul.
I write to feel alive.
I write to keep my mind strong and my thoughts clear.
I write my words of sorrow, despair, pain, and love, as well as words of wisdom.
I write so that one day someone will truly know me.
This paper, this pen is once again my inspiration.
It is the inspiration to what I see.
It is the inspiration to what I hear.
It is the inspiration to what I feel.
It is the inspiration to the art I create.
It is the inspiration to what I draw.
It is the inspiration to the love for my daughter.
It is the inspiration to the love for my husband.
This pen, this paper is once again my savior.
Once again I write to say thank you my timeless friends.
Thank you for saving me time and time again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 6:41:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very nice~ Have you ever read something and felt liberated by it? Experienced a piece of art and felt re-newed, confident? As if someone out there was ok with what you felt, as if someone thought you were good enough to make your own choices? If thoughts can liberate you so, how much more non-thought! If you can expand your limits with phrases and intellect, how much more so if you abandon intellect! Tricking yourself into feeling free, through theories and outside opinions, will only take you so far—ultimately these things will pass. But did that freedom really originate with those things? Love yourself—know your divinity; know your oneness.