Upon Life's Stage

How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live. - Thoreau

Sometimes words aren't enough.

Not even coming close.

The things that matter and money can't buy.

So why try?

Ink won't write but emotions will spill.

From a neat little box kept on your window sill.

Souls on trial and spirits toss and turn.

The intangible tangles and feelings burn.

I want to express myself with blood, sweat and tears.

Laughter and fears.

There's no way to put faith, love and loyalty on a page.

I can't do a proper justice to lies and betrayal's rage.

Maybe I just should pull out my heart and place it ...

... upon life's stage ...

Author's Note

"Write while the heat is in you. The writer who postpones the recording of his thoughts uses an iron which has cooled to burn a hole with. He cannot inflame the minds of his audience." - Thoreau