Words

Floating everywere

Words

What do they mean?

Forming sentences, thoughts, ideas

But what do they mean?

Is it my happiness?

My joy?

I write and write and form words

My pen flows like music,

The music of words

I listen to the symphony

My mind is the conductor, my hand the baton

My words the music.

But I don't need the audience

I get my thrill from the sound

not from the recption