spring of creativity

the creation is my words
the words i create is myself
it comes from my truth
it's all what i felt real or 
what i experienced actually

 
it's timeless work of concentration
like a deep meditation
i only feel the depth of the source
time flies away in my single glance
or it stays still in one single second

 
word comes from the deepest part
like pouring out from a spring
which never knows the limit

 
it's a spring of love
you always make it full
always full with eternity of love
so it never gets dry