I am from sharpened pencils

From ballpoint pens

And lined paper

I am from tiny bookstores

And local libraries

I am from the deep woods

The rugged mountains

And isolated lake

I am from belief and love

From the accidental Wolf

The hidden Bird

Brave Brothers

I am from the billions of stars

And blue sky

Alternate Universes

Separate Dimensions

From standing up

And doing the right thing

I am from Demi-gods

And Half-bloods

To the safety 

Of summer camp

I am from the infinate flux

Of time

The swirling vortex

Of possibility

From salt 

And apple pie

Fish fingers

And custard

From the magic castle

With its secrets

To the little blue box

That was stolen

The middle

Of Anywhere

I am from stories

Dreams that can fly

Carved

Into the bedroom wall

With paper

And pens

The power

Of a pencil