a blank page

a blank page. the moments before the idea. the moment where confusion, frustration, desire, and amazement fills the imaginer. these moments are what we are made of. the hope of the creative spirit. it fills me with a new insight ,a new beauty each ,and every time. it fills me. this one moment before realization, makes me whole. makes me young. makes an energy flowing through me. as if a river flows through my vanes. i can see the colors. feel everything. this is where i am alive. those moments are the moments a live for.