"At Last (Atlas)"
Free-Write by S.J.L.
Write until it Hurts (hurts)
Write until it feels your earthly sense of being is Unearthed (unearthed)
Rap, sing, sing until your heart and lungs Collapse (collapse)
Sing until the crowd Roar echoes into the sound of Claps (claps claps claps)
Paint, paint a perfect canvas like Space and Time had met its Maker, had met the Fire to its Match (the fire to its match)
Paint until the Masterpiece has been Unmasked
Unraveled
and Unmapped (until the voices attack)
Until the voices attack (attack*whispered*)
Inner Growth is Creation's greatest Task
(at last*whispered*)
AT LAST
You are becoming the Artist of Your Gifted Crafts
At Last
AT LAST
Amongst your journey so treacherous so Vast
An Artist is born at last
Make haste (Dont be Rash*whispered*)
Be patient (at last*whispered*)
An Artist is Born At Last...
At last.. Atlas..
- Sam I Am
01/29/19
