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A little something to help my muse! |
| The sun comes up and smiles at me, she teases for a while.. waltzes with the silken clouds then burns in glorious style. She radiates such ponderous might it draws me through the door, put down your pen, come play with me we'll feed your muse some more! With Images of turqouise skies, and mountains lean and strong let's walk the craggy worn out roads, search birds in full-blown song. Flowers glowing vibrantly, streams that race and giggle children gathered with their poles, hooked fish that dance and wiggle. I feel her eyes upon my soul, the window opens wide.. we look to things outside my mind to birth ideas inside. "Thank you" I wink, my feet afire to flee back to my den renewed of spirit, in touch with time I start my ride again. |