Writing For The Gods
What force pushes me to new heights I do not know,
There are no words to describe my insatiable hunger,
For I have an obligation to fill the void the Gods created.
It is not love or power that has become my deep desire,
But instead words have become the fuel that ignites me,
A blank page is a lonely place to be filled with wonder,
An unfinished poem a broken promise that must be mended.
I honor our ancient Gods, who have honored me with a calling,
Every poem fulfills a pledge, each story an oath completed,
I have stopped asking why, for the answer is in every word,
On the pages, now so many, are the gifts the Gods have given.
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.