What surprise, we find we’ve writers ‘block!

From the sea, we see the land anew
We see  both  cities and the mountain tops
Far away, we note a different view

We stick to our routine as if by glue
What surprise, we find we’ve writers ‘block!
Sail far  from shore, to see this land  anew

Sea air  aids our minds  when   dead  thoughts stew
From the ocean we can see no clocks
Far away, we have a   timeless view

Then comes intuition with its clue
“Do not put your soul into the dock”
Glide far  from shore,  perceive the world anew

Then creative thoughts  in longing  queue
Or like the starling they will whirl  in flocks
From far away, we have a gentler view

New ideas are rarely found in books
All we have to do is  sense and look
From  the distance we see  wide and  real
From  far away, we see  new  worlds unveiled