Words, Magically.

Are there episodes precious as gold in your life?
Moments you have experienced and cannot let go?
Could they be found in the notes tucked under the pages,
the letters received from afar?

Do you have thoughts you cannot express aloud,
feelings you long to disclose,
Yet that moment fleetingly passes and you zip,
Only to fill the paper with ink?

Are you staring at the blank canvas,
trying to fill the void with words?
Or do they only hold the minimal,
a doodle, a scribble, or perhaps only an acronym that only you alone can decipher?

Are you a lyricist penning the words to a new song?
An author starting the first chapter of a novel?
A mother recording the milestones of her baby,
or simply someone who dreams, and yearns for that dream to never come true?

Write, I say, and pen those hopes,
the reflections worthy of your attention.
Write, and write somemore,
for even random musings can turn moments into magic.

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(a newly acquired notebook, an outlet for random thoughts)