The Page

I am redeemed
alone on my knees
inspiration has beamed
I am free to be me

darkness had surrounded
I was isolated and afraid
but then light abounded
and now ideas cascade

now to finish what I begun
I bring life to my art
a new font has sprung
in my dreamer's heart

but now I wonder where to start

mind in the writing
ink to the page
ideas forming and fighting
no longer in a cage

brilliant boom of fantasy
mighty swing of magic
and soon all will see
my words will become classic