A note

I am captivated 
by this empty tablet of paper,
lying here so silently,
yet with tremendous earnest,
beckoning me 
to fill it with words,
line by line,
to fulfill it's purpose 
for being made.

And I long to see it filled
in symmetry and order,
but more, to have it's contents
unfold some words of wisdom
or beauty
or treasures 
of our language of expression
that would encourage, 
enhance and build up 
all who hear it's message.

Lord, here I am, 
an empty lined-tablet 
in Your hand.
Fill me with expressions 
of an eternal nature, 
life-giving, 
death-defying, 
ever restoring, 
Your Word, oh Lord, 
the Word of Life.