Pen and Paper

Pen and paper with thoughts
combine into something more
than my tongue can create…
Why is that?

Why is it that smooth, lined parchment
invites creative flow
and ideas
and concepts
and descriptions
and images
to softly and smoothly present themselves
through a writing implement of
great beauty yet simplicity –
with utter abandon?

Why is it that my head can with ease
tip out thoughts
in coherent order
and glistening clarity
through my fingers
but not my tongue?
And that the flow of ink
clearly conjures up beautiful tinkling
communication
that presents itself only haltingly through
my mouth?

Pen and paper
with thoughts
combine into something
so much more
than my tongue can convey…
Why is that?