The Root of Inspiration

I set out on a quest today, Compelled to write a poetic story, I thought perhaps I’d write about, The mind in its’ infinite glory, While philosophizing life I wondered, what is inspiration? So I continued on my noble journey, Through the minds vast imagination, I was full of motivation, As I made my faithful way, And neurological obstacles, Kept getting in my way, Soaring through the universe, I came unto a vibrant light, As i set my hand upon it, I was filled with divine insight, The gleaming light then vanished, And an angel had appeared, Dressed in a robe of white, Dawned with a halo in her hair, A silky voice then asked me, Is it knowledge you require? She said again as if she’d known, Then ask what you desire, I was wondering where it was, That inspiration is derived, Then as I came unto the light, I’d understood as I arrived. Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson