small finger cookies of
hankered desires bake slow
getting ready for edification
half formed yet browning eager
to pop out of curbed but quite
heated oven of my wayward mind
my thinking cap is worn out with
numerous holes quite unsuccessfully
trying to regain my escaped serenity
the nuts of unfulfilled dreams, goals
and ambitions mingle freely in the dough
of my efforts gaining shape and form
they are now ready for presentation
being relentlessly stoked and cooked to
perfection by my dormant but true self!!
One must not lose desires. They are mighty stimulants to creativeness, to love, and to long life.
Alexander A. Bogomoletz
Dwell not upon thy weariness, thy strength shall be according to the measure of thy desire.