Fear

Writer’s block
Is only fear
Of the vast expanse
On an empty page

Thousands of words
Images and thoughts
Trapped inside your head

Let one out on the page
It doesn’t matter which

Word
Or image or thought

One will chase another
And another after that
Making shapes
Filling the pages

Shading
Fading
Trading

Forming an arc
A poem
A painting
A song

If only the artist
Stops standing in the way
Of his own gift
And lets it flow
And lets it go

From the head
To the page
To the eyes
To the ears
To the heart

Just let it go
Just let it flow

Close your eyes and jump
Maybe you’ll fall
Maybe you’ll soar
You’ll never know
Unless you let go
The fear

And jump