A Dedication

If it is there,
then what is it?
What is the reason?
Why should I?

I spin for you
a web of my thoughts
dense as fog.

I tell to you
tales from beyond
your perceptions of reality.

An endless stream of words
bursts forth from my mind,
an open flood gate.

And all for what?

In my mind,
For nothing.

But then,
I realize:

They burst forth for you.