He was swayed by deep passion the ascertain of mind.
In script intrigue, forth train of thought streamline.
Thirst of his soul, acknowledge was quench by write.
Ease his life embed in passion the ascertain of soul.
Its wasn't a mere peruse within the numbered pages.
The flip over, twas the gauge of keen eye sight.
Deep insight had triggered his conscience.
Develop life, progress soul, the peace of mind.
With that in mind he was focused, harnessed by life
Caressed not by pain over the years, projects were worth.
Embedding strength in his life was a relish of time.
The pen was a tool, words were power if merged.
Pivot was this field, the multiple of his passion.
Yield in life he dearly needed, the fruits of growth.
Harvest upon life, the realism in his livelihood.
If routines were worth, configure of might was nigh.