The Promise

Great snippets of wisdom
Overcrowd my mind
They are chained there
Imprisoned
Dreams without sleep

These words free them
Give them shape
Give them voice

Make them real
Make them true

These great visions
These epic migrations of thought
Can only be recorded
Soaked deep into wood
Nestled safely within code

They should not be spoken
Lest they be dishonoured
By my clumsy tongue
And stuttering voice

I am never more wise
Than when I write

Those who meet me
Think me bumbling and slow
But they do not see
Just how quick these words flow

For I am a writer
Of that I no longer doubt
And I will write until
My heart gives out

Believe in me
And I promise you
An adventure
An escape
I'll take you to another world

A place that's foreign to the tongue
But old friends with the soul
My worlds will free you
My words will change you

Reader
Read on
And I swear I will write
All through the night