Inspiration Sparks When

Inspiration sparks when a shooting star crosses the starry, twinkling Heavens, revealing its gradeur, beauty and sadness; and if we follow it to its destination... where it will finally land. Inspiration sparks when it is stirred up by a sudden impulse, and to miss it...is to lose another literary gem to outlast the ages, that's why I constantly glance and run after one faster than a horse... when it is about to take off with impetuous speed; just chasing that luminous trail vanishing in distance... fills one's heart with an incomparable feeling indeed. Inspiration sparks when we allow thoughts of serenity enter the occupied mind burdened by a plan, not letting it aimlessly wander somewhere else; and its search might be long or terse, to rise above those ideas too ordinary. Inspiration sparks when the least we expect it, to bewilder us; transforming our silence into a powerful voice, louder than the roar of an airplane, of the thundering sound of a volcano in eruption... making many tremble without waging war. Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci