Authorship
Authorship is discovery, unveiling truths grand,
Finding answers buried in the depths, to understand.
Authorship is ego, a voice demanding to be heard,
A gift of vulnerability, a soul bared within a word.
Authorship is love, a tender touch across the page,
A lifeline to the lonely, a balm for the heart’s rage.
Authorship is not an aesthetic, it’s a work of the hands,
The toil behind the beauty, the craft that takes a stand.
Authorship is hope, a prayer that tomorrow might be kind,
In ink and thought, we may leave something good behind.
Authorship is activity, action, a restless pulse of creation,
Where stillness births a movement, and silence sings salvation.
Authorship is art, but not in the way we frame the view,
It’s in the heartbeat of creation, to give voice to what is true.
Authorship is aid, a helping hand to guide the way,
A bridge across the chasm, where words gently lay.
Authorship is a process, a puzzle, piece by piece,
Where thought and form converge, we find peace.
Authorship is fire, a spark that burns inside,
It writes and rewrites until the embers are satisfied.
WoPoLi 
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