Something permanent and long lasting flows out of each person
like ink to paper flows through the writing instrument.
The ink has form and function
but only becomes meaningful and significant
when held in the hand of the Creator.
The pen does not resist moving
nor the ink form its own words.
The tinge of color becomes something else,
something more,
when it flows out of the tip
and shows the words.
And all of us, each person, is as different as can be.
Yet the Creator can pick up any pen
and form words of beauty and higher meaning
so long as the pen does not resist
and the ink flows.
We each let the ink form meaning.
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