Drawing A Poem

 Something stirs in you,

Grab the pen and open the sketchbook,      
glance intensely at life,
then back to the blank page.

 Life, the page and back,
your eyes flying,
see life emerging from the page,
set your hand in motion,
sketching the air,
your mind filling with the stirring,
feeling the shapes of what you see,
then skimming, landing on the white field,
 words running.