Writers We Of Different Need
by Odin Roark

Ones,
only few can know,
even fewer choose to understand.

Residing in a place
where movement of mind and spirit
roams the beyond of shadows,
arresting the possible
forward to the obvious.

Pursuing the why of what,
that haven the inner-self finds comforting,
where once lurked but a dark flirtation
with that revelation beneath life’s facade
now of joy laboring fearlessly
amidst inner-light and vision.

What Only Few Have Known,
now reaches out to many who yearn to know.

All that is necessary
is at our fingertips,
ready to become a voice
for many of mute spirit,
starving to escape
echoless halls of stagnation,
conscious of their shackled impotence,
yet unaware beneath the fear,
expression awaits liberation.

And so it continues…

With pencil in hand,
we return to the page,
not as saviors,
but as needful messengers.