Dear Inspiration
Dear Inspiration,
If you were a person and had a name, I know just who you’d be, because whenever I’m in her presence, she utterly and totally, but somehow unsurprisingly, inspires me.
Like the moon inspires the night to come alive and shine, so can her presence brighten and light up a room full of empty faces in no matter of time.
Like the rain inspires the desert to bring what is dry and dead back to life, so can just hearing her voice lift you up when you’re feeling lowly and down.
Like the rising sun inspires the morning to light up the day, so can her smile light you up and warm your heart right away.
Like the start of the day inspires the birds to sing a new song, so can just one kind word off her lips sing to you like a melody that you longed.
Like the dark inspires the stars to dance in the sky at night, so can just one look into her eyes make you feel like a somebody, who isn’t just anybody, in this life.
Like the rain inspires a flower to blossom from just one drop, so can just one innocent touch of her hand overcome you, with a growing longing and adoration.
So dearest Inspiration, I thank you, and I’m ever so grateful. Because now I know your name, and she is utterly and totally, but somehow unsurprisingly, inspirational.
© 2025 by DC Poetry
Copyright © David Charles | Year Posted 2025
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