I saw things differently each time
There is clarity in silence and patience
With my eyes opened, there is a limit
To the things my eyes could see
With closed eyes, I could process
Process what has been seen and said
Move at my own pace
Dictate and think with clarity
My eyes dictates what I think
With my eyes closed, I filter them
There is so much sense in solitude
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.