Art/ write of poet master's womb

words crafted by the poet forged in crucible of life

beaten steel is rolled

its japanese master's craft

turned heat,

multitudinous times transformed

sharp edged sword cuts with a look

the works of the poet may be strong like steel

beaten like iron, forged on anvil of feel

cuts into reality, with a write

transcendence/ realm of thought

invisible materialized/ comprehensible  

to minds’ voice/

to ear

to feel

to move,

to see,

to be

the words glow fiery white,

hot in the furnace of passion

sparks shoot at each strike,

each stroke of the pen/

each tap at the keys

upon the hard template of life

induced coalesced/ coerced

melded transitory condition/

words drip molten

peaked at cusp of imminency

by impending death's door

whose inevitability, the poet resists

delaying the temporal outcome

while there be time to capture

what is only intended for immortals

etching the pages of the conscience

rendering thoughts/ ideas,

convictions and passions that thrive

once out of their master's womb

the words of the poet stand proud

defy extinction, survive

crafted words define/ deliver,

unveil/ infinite outcomes in the natural world

words fly like meteors of the poet's mind

to ignite the heart of man

whose thoughts so inflamed

suspend

at the threshold of feel/ enlightenment

that fine line between mortals and immortals,

between flesh and spirits' divide though wide

ethereal, words' release

of the master’s womb

no trite feat,

man of dust infused