You may be a poet and not even know it.

You can, you will. You did.

Inspire before you expire.

We all have a voice. Some a whisper, some a roar.

If you can roar, roar for others.

If you can only whisper, keep trying.
Every roar started small.

Feed your soul; books, places, people, anything. That helps it grow.

To achieve anything, you must be prepared to dabble on the boundary of disaster.