A few words

Will they be dainty
Will they be grand
Or slip through your fingers
Like grains of sand
Trying to capture
The significant thought
Get it on paper
With a slash & a jot
Is it just word play
Or is it Devine
To catch the essence
With just twenty lines
Or
To go on & on
Without end
Never to expedite
Never to send
Perhaps to flow freely
A torrent, a river
The infinite sea