Versified islands

Each syllable an echo,

Every word a sigh,

Sentences adrift

in the vast sea of conscious,

The wandering waves of thoughts

breaking at the cerebral shores,

The quill picking up the

pearls from the rubble,

Juxtaposing

and laying them appositely

on the blank canvas,

Forming little versified islands

of dreams,

Breathtakingly beautiful.