Poem to be edited

          I just thought it might be interesting to show you how I start off writing my poems. They usually begin terribly (unless I'm really inspired) and I'll have to edit them over and over and over again until I'm satisfied. This one right now is basically raw thoughts coming from my head without any edits yet, sort of like an outline of what I should write.

My aeolian harp, please let me play you

Let me be your winds of inspiration

Otherwise how can you be so beautiful?

Though pretty to the eyes, you can be more.

>Breathe me in, become alive

Let your music play and shine

Together we can make the world a better place

I will lift your spirits, just turn my way

At the beach or in the woods, I will be there

Intertwined, we can let them hear:

everything that is unique

every pattern that should be heard

every memory to not be forgotten.

You cannot leave now and be alone

though it's easy to find other winds

but will any other be as gentle

dearest lute, I will be waiting

]for time to let me through

Stay strong my harp, do not give in

to the pressure of the people

for you were made to play and not work

and I will always be here to help

With love, your dearest heart