Many times I walked away
Each time I came back
Return seen improvement in my ability
To explain the connections between things
The prose became clearer
More precise
Increasingly irresistible
Sometimes
The words would scorch the page
But then
I use to write the words
Now the words write me
And I feel it happening
A little more each day
Choice becoming destiny
So hold tight
Be strong
The future is about to arrive
Right on time
One day they'll understand
How I touched infinity
