gatekeeper

I am the keeper of the dam wall
A wall constructed to impede my many rivers flow
Rivers of colour and word
That from within…
To an extent I know not what I write until it is in ink on the page lying before me.
Waiting for the inscription of ink that will penetrate its fibers permantley
The flow has begun again
Although it realistically never stops…
It is I the gatekeeper that controls it flow.