Inspiration
I went to the well
just me on my own
Wanting inspiration
I threw in a stone
It seemed to go forever
I didn't hear a sound
the well was empty
no inspiration found
I went to the mountains
Surely it would be there
so I stood and waited
continuing to stare
I looked at an eagle
was it set upon his back
Did he hold the answer
that inspiration I lack?
I went home dejected
Looked into your eyes
My heart became full
my pen no longer dry
Verses like water
Flow from my pen
Inspiration like waves
Over and over again
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2012
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