When I feel something coming to be done then Becoming real coming duly to be Its own contribution to reality Comes the time for something newly begun When time in season and rhyme with a reason Comes to become a new poem for you Done with the other then one with another Somehow or other another comes through Becomes due for me to do then so I do When another comes the other is done Though from my heart so there becomes part of me Wherein I will scry therein who try to See what I see there to share it with you when I slip off on another trip again Inasmuch as I go on adventures such As one has who ventures to keep in touch Through the mind when behind the curtain to see What I will see that through my dark mirror Appears until I can see it clearer And when it is clear then share it with you here To bring back what I find as poetry So I go to see what comes to me to be Though I leave you here this souvenir I have been Steven Curtis Lance