Your original copy
is on the tablet of your heart.
There the word resides,
Not on the tablet of stone
or pages of paper
your word is you.

It is the smoke
you're the fire,
Evaporated as smoke
are emitted tro' flame
it's beyond digital sphere.

The word is visible
you're invisible
The flesh is nothing
but a natural dust.

Your actions is a writer
Time, the record keeper
gave it pen to record every chapter.