After a break

Words crawled under my skin

Openly daring my fingertips

I shied away

There was no keyboard

No open document

To record the rhythm

The mind - an endless maze

Of faceless beauty and 

Timeless wisdom 

Caught in thoughts 

Running in circles

Daunted I was

By the task of finding words

Loosely hanging 

Of plucking and pruning 'em

To the euphonic beat of the nib