Recipe For Writing

Take a spot conducive to reflection--
on the state of man
perhaps the total universe--
or even just a rose;
add pen in hand that flows
and paper white on which to write.

Stir the brain to brilliant thought
in words not so arranged before;
remain until the wick tips over
in the candle's way,
till stupefying flesh,
o'erwhelmed by sensing soul, takes flight.

After you are satisfied
You've brought to birth a holy thing,
count good your work
if, from a thousand particles of dust,
you've inbreathed life to one small phrase
and penned it into sight.

by Arnold Hounsom

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