Sadness Personified

Sometimes I fear I will lose my words...

that they'll just stop coming and I'll be left
with nothing but a blank page.

I'll look out into the landscape and
instead of poetry I'll simply see

a tree

a cloud

a fence

For what am I if not a poet...

and can I still write with a quiet mind
and a calmed soul if I am no longer

sadness personified

but just simply and perfectly myself