Paper Inspirations

Blank, As free as birds, Words on a Blue-Grey Newspaper page. A Great play by a great mind This could be. Or just scribbles From a child in the sand. I wonder what great rememberences Create these words, as I feel? I awe at the vastness of the page. Once again I pause, As to collect a thought That has escaped with the light That reflects so quietly Off these barren, yet sacred Scrolls of wood. I wonder when this paper was alive, And was I then? Do these inscriptions justify it's death? Just another world to ask questions for, Just another place to pray. Even athiests pray, Conversations with your soul, Ways to say Thank You, And, I believe.