Who says the page is empty?
There is poetry that is waiting to emerge

Who says the mind is blank?
There are surging thoughts full of potential.

Who says there is stillness in the silence
Stillness is overflowing with movements.

Who says the night is dark
There is light awaiting dawn!

A blank canvas is full of possibilities
Of creativity in all its flourishes in the flow.

There is the color of hope
There are patterns arising in perspectives.

There is forming and shaping of things to come
There is composition awaiting the sensing
All it needs is your faith in the envisioning.

For faith is all there is
In faith there is everything!

Savvy