The mind takes hold to an idea
Trying to build and populate worlds
Perhaps the mind never fills
Yet, there is no time to start a new one
Every day there is a quota
Words to fill the pages
God only knows if any will read
The heart sinks at both thoughts
What is necessary to build a story?
What would bring someone to read?
Ideas come, perhaps they will be enough
Truth is, expansions can come at a later date
Could a story cover many generations?
Not a person, but a culture?
Could a story cover a place and not a person?
Can we build an epic history?
Possibilities fill the mind,
soon with luck, they will fill the dreams