Pen of the Sun

 

When the idea is needed, 

Your sensing abundant, 

Knowing thought must be before eyes see. 

Who is moving the pen upon paper, 

Could you willingly lovingly please do. 

This expression marks the spot as who, you?

If I say me will you appreciate accepting view. 

Yes yet I know there is more to me and you.

Do you agree me. 

All ideas pure away be made to soothe thy soul,

In the Sun lovingly being one. 

While the idea is needling,

Abundance showing sensing through,

Knowing thought arrives first,

Eyes follow seeing two.

Who moves pen upon paper,

Is it me or is it you?

Willingly, lovingly flowingly,

This expression marks our cue.

If I claim the motion mine,

Will you appreciate the view?

Yet deeper down inside I find,

There's more of me in you.

Do you agree, my being true

Pure ideas soothe nurturing soul,

Ink of the Sun, lovingly, one.

Scribing us both holistically beautiful light.