(In)finite

the quill
finite
the ink
finite
the thoughts
pushing the quill
to release the ink
infinite

*For the Daily Post prompt, finite.

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A Poet’s Soul

your words,
scattered through
the universe
with sparkling ink,
form beautiful
p   o   e   t   r   y,
each unique syllable
shimmers in the
night sky,
wind-whispering
to humankind
the essence
of your valiant soul

*For My Valiant Soul and her uniquely moving poetry, and for the Daily Post prompt, ‘shimmer