Where Is My Muse?

Where is this muse?

Who gives inspiration

Pray gathered loose

Give me this translation

Echo it loudly:

Then take me away

So I can give proudly 

A literary display,

Become me immortal

And treasure my find

This spiritual portal

Master my mind-

Grace me this moment,

By breathing fresh air

The God given essence 

Of immaculate care.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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