Thoughts that weigh upon ones shoulder
Some warm with love, some dark and colder
Will be left when all have spilled
Their thoughts secret that once slept still
Inside the soul of everyone is the guide
Named CHRIST who gave where gift abides
That give you writer a chance to say
What in ones heart has always played
Drama for some, real life undone
Thoughts patterned to give someone
A place to come to share what seems
The only place, confessing dreams
Some of love, someones perspective
Simple, most true with thoughts reflective
Where one has been and where to now
Where some confess of haunts that howl
At the moon tonight one will
Look and ask, alone and still
When and who will come and read
A chapter theirs, upon it feed
Honesty will rain with words leaving
Critique maybe soon after reading
But if no good has one to say
Maybe best, be on your way
For all have right to passage theirs
Critics they too who venture where
They need not to leaving their wake
Of worth their own and petty take
