Inspiration

I am sitting at my desk Looking for a bright idea. I look at the empty paper Waiting for a poem for the galleria. I waited for the right time When I was in the mood to write. But now I wait for inspiration To let my imagination take a flight. I mess my hair frustrated As I rack my brain for inspiration. I think back on the words of poets Then I hit a realization. Everyone has always said Inspiration is all around. What your surroundings offer Will leave you astound.