The Cookie Jar

The words come forth like magic
From where don't always know
From pens and pencils worn and old
a flood of thoughts do grow

Some speak in deep esoteric terms
I admit not always understood
But I read on and try to learn
as much as anyone could

I pay attention with my heart
I sing along in ryhme
I dance in revel with the sounds
in awe of all I find

So many visions out there
So much talent floating by
So little time to catch the star
that leaves me far behind

If I could stop the world and time
extract from it one gift
I'd capture all lifes poetry
unread, unknown, adrift

I'd place it in a cookie jar
and plant it in your mind
then when you felt the need to touch
this cookie jar you'd find