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Waiting for the Third Day, A Muse Chronicle
Muse - Day 1, 2016
For years I had read
Not realizing what I too, had given…
I had given, just not sure what I received in return.
So, in these, my later years thinking on this...
I approached morning’s-day Muse
Fresh with the Sun.
From all I had become in the Sum of Days
Muse asked gently of me...
“Who are you?”
I am an artist.
“I see no feeling
I feel no seeing.”
And so, the Muse went away
Fading back into the Sun.
And I wait for the next day becoming...
Taking a while.
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Muse - Day 2, 2021
Once again summoned...
I approached morning’s-day Muse
In the rising Sun’s early hours.
And from life’s second Sum-Of-Days becoming
The Muse, now testy, asked me…
“Who are you?” She demanded.
I am an artist becoming.
“I don't feel what you see
I don't see what you feel
So how do you know who you are becoming?”
And so, the Muse sped away
Again… fading back into the Sun.
And I still wait for the summoning...
For the Third Day Becoming.
Copyright ©
Brian Rusch
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