A Blank Page

a blank page
        stares back at me
    as if laughing
        as if mocking
            as if a reflection
    of my mind

blank

without words to express
        or articulate
    whatever swims thorugh my
        body
        mind
        heart
without words to share
        with others
    whatever occupies
        the deep parts of
my soul

then, as blank as it may be
    this is where
                 I trust
    divine creation finds work space