When I open the creative side,
The neurons firing within,
Burning ideas like flames consuming
That’s when ideas begin.
And when I open myself to the genius
The humming of the brain in motion
Breaking out from the stagnant
My attention turning to devotion.
That’s when my dreams come alive,
As my hands and mind create.
Consumed by the processes,
The rest of my life forced to wait.
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Creative Side
by Stephanie Daich
