....spill the ink

Follow the ink as it trickles
Marking the path it makes
Sully your fingers, dirty your toes
Listen to the sound of it slithering
Oh look! It diverges
Which path shall you follow?

Watch the ink as it drops
Hear the sound as it drips
It forms a pattern, paints a picture
Which do you see?

Listen to the ink
It's calling to you
It's beckoning, gentle and sincere
Answer the summons, heed the call

Don't lose sight
Of that trail of ink
It's your very soul
Calling out to you