Clouded Thoughts

My mind wants to create and re- create

Age is not a factor, it is never too late. 

A meme or a verse, I feel less adverse

A story now and then, living is not a curse

I look for a cue, for ideas, prompts just a few

Mind modifies it, what it does imbue.

In the act of creation, I don't need to compare

It helps me keep moving, burden one can bear

In the act of creation ‘I’ is absent

There is only creation that is present. 

When the I is absent inner eye can see well

For clouded thoughts it becomes a death knell.