A wavering of words, In a never ending knot, The meaning of which unlimited. A writers craft, Is not to think, But to let their feelings flow. Pen to paper, Pixels to screen, A number of possibility. A new idea, Means a quick retreat, Into a world of never ending dreams. A question is answered, Another asked, Then back and over again. When will writings, Become a simple logic, In a world of illogical things.