Creation

You stare at the blank page and it stares right back, rich with a daunting possibility. With an emptiness and a power so enticing. So confronting. "What does it mean to be?" it asks you. Replying in creative act you write or draw. You take up space and extend your mind in the process of doing so. Turning all the possibility of the page to stone with your look, it is actualised; it becomes. As does part of you.