I sit, I ponder, I wait

I sit, I ponder, I wait
My brain incessantly burbles with ramblings and
coming out in a flash of original thought 
Is the thunder 
that breathes the primordial soup to life
ARISE! great and small creatures
Clawing up from the depths of consciousness
Creatures of imagination dwelling in the soup of soul
POP out and bubble to the surface
Step and Step
Out into the world of the dead
to make the living
and arrest the hearts of man as
I sit, I ponder, I wait