Without a Muse

Written by: Nick Ruff


O Muse of mine, where have you gone?
I miss the sweetness of your song;
Alas, no voice is on the wind;
No fiery flame stirs from within

My spirit you once used to make – 
Held gently in your warm embrace – 
Divulge its secrets safely kept,
And bid them rush out of my breast

What symphonies you used to play
That through small words I sought to catch;
Though now it seems you’ve gone away,
And left my soul an empty nest.