With every turn there’s something new

With every friend there may be two

When lost turn back and be found

Or continue onward for another round


When riding high remember the low

When down and out get up and go

Positive and negative are just a charge

We’re the conduits for life’s barrage


While energy travels equally both ways

As does the dark and light of days

Except we choose our forces flow

A wispy crackle or auras that glow


With dynamics of pen and static of pulp

And invisible energy of letters we sculpt

Seemingly pulled from the thin air

Heavy with visions for all to share


This energies free, but the heat is not

So to feel the cool, you have to get hot

If you want mellow, you can’t get blue

If your yellow, you won’t do


But if you’re prepared for a tremendous surge

Patience and passion is what I urge