The blank page presents an opportunity.
A place for words from here to eternity.
A love sonnet with creamy words on it.
A rant of maniacal hate and fear.
The Constitution of a nation,
or its declaration so pure and clear.
The start of a great novel.
A will to ones held dear.
The deed to land held close.
A great theory mathematically pure.
A lesson learned from life.
The lifetime of seer.
A bit of wit and wisdom.
A joke that brings a tear.
A page on which much is written,
that should still be wiped clear.
So with blank mind I ponder,
this page I hold so near.
Should I write blank nonsense?
Or leave the page still pure?
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10/21/07