Inspirations Journey.

Pause… This moment Breath deeply and Place your pen aside It has little power left in it Although you have endeavored These are not your moments inspiring But are too transparent in simplicity to record Where is your racking anger and troubled solace? You always compose through those eyes filled with sorrow The meter of your verse will be painted with a dangerous divinity And a spiritual suggestion as you put blindfolds over our true eyes Light that flame within us that directs us past fear as a radiant beacon That astonishes the most naïve in us with an exhilarated spiritual moment Only you will hear its approach echoing deep within your creative heart The tides of time will cleanse away obscurity corrupting your mind The long deceased will reanimate as the verse flows unfettered Those thoughts are fetal now wait to put pen to paper While they grow under the blanket of fulfillment Soon they will all surface and wash ashore On the eternity of the rising sun With the storms passing In the hour of their birth Let the moment rise But breathe deep This moment Pause…