Beginnings

The story not written,
a path left to unfold.
Blank pages lay lifeless
that have yet to be told.
What feeds you,
your essence,
this body
of light.
The lyrics inside you,
the song you must write.
Muted voices,
stifled words.
A melody
of silence,
a darkness
that blinds.
Give reason to being.
A breath whispered to life,
that was never
alive.
Give voice to a fire
that lays dormant
within.
A spark to ignite,
and so it begins.....