THE Gift of
INSPIRATION
Where fore art thou
inspiration?
I seek it here an
there for sensation
Why dost thou remain
an elusive gift?
Though I research
pagebypage an sift
Seeking references
in every place
I wonder when it
will soon embrace
My music sends me on
my way
Do pray, let me be
inspired today
Reading newspapers
are a source
And archive research
is not a loss
For words to pen a
pithy story
And tempt readers
even if gory
Then suddenly my
muse kicks in
Alas dear friends
it's time to begin
When I am inspired
time disappears
I'm drawn into
magical spheres
There's a thrilling
feeling of elation
As I set sail with
inspired creation
Drawn into a world
of my own realm
A tumble of words
spill out it seems
I am drawn into this
fantastic dream
And something opens
up the stream
The gift of
inspiration appears on its own
More wonderful, than
I have never known.
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