Freedom

A shocking white, clean and clear.
Unmarked, unused, vacant, empty.
An unwritten composition -
A story untold.

Then suddenly,
your pen takes a daring dive to the page,
exploring the smooth surface with its tip.
Colourful stains begin to emerge on the page
and every corner is eventually discovered,
covering the cold, blank face.
Upside down, right side up,
side to side, back to front -
the markings on the page materialize into
magnificent thoughts.
Gradually the shackles
that closely guard and protect your imagination
are unlocked.

Lines and shapes and phrases take the place of
the alarming silence that was present before -
the frosty ice and bitter death feeling
of a white page,
a white so discomforting, it blinds the eye.
The page has,
at long last,
been informed.

Before you know it,
the white is gone
and darkness takes over.
Marked, used, occupied, full -
Your story has been told.