The Creative Hour
thee hour of the mind the hour the soul
masters the hearts need for growth
bestowed between the cunny desires
where the muses dance the sun shadows
the moon creating a warm sensual glow
sending out hints of knowledge designed
so perfectly solely for allowing the mind
to soar throughout the universe abruptly
alerting the stars to ignite illuminating
signals relaxing all melancholy findings
beholding masterpieces gathering truth
throughout the galaxy giving birth to a
brilliant orchestra performing between
the finite hours connecting night and day
dawn sings a mental ballad of pleasure
captivating the mind soul and heart together
harmonically cultivating this brilliant symphony
dazzling thoughts within thee untimely hour
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2023
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