To set the heart ablaze.

What is a life,

without passion?

without creation,

without the ripples of the pond,

where there was once nothing but stillness,

now brought to life by desire.

Can there be such life

without a gift?

without a window

into the unknown

that lures us into our imagination,

tempting away the dull hum of monotony -

What is life without passion?

Without the ability to create,

To draw upon and trace the outlines of a world

With our ink, as it envelops the nose,

Engulfing it in colour and the birth of something new.

Is there such a life with no sunlight for a human being?

Indeed, there is no such thing,

Hence that must mean that this glow,

This passion,

This desire to create, and this ability to create,

all exist inside of us already, no?

- ladybell

(Hello! Merry Christmas, I finally have the time to write now!! I hope you are all safe and well.)