Draw blanks and fill em with lines.
make 'em meaningful, make 'em fine.
Paper's your life and the pen's your mind,
swirly lines that intertwine, is it about a state of mind?
It's just destiny, mapped your palm.
Make it stick or make it swarm.
Watch sand dunes, ever shifting, changing
never the same but in one place, they always remain.
so pick up that pen and draw your line
perhaps you'll find it reveals you unto thine(self)