Inspire
Images flash through my mind,
The night sky filled with kind smiles,
Moon light reflecting off the beach waters.
Sounds of the waves raging
The slow movement of the trees swaying
Looking up at the twinkling stars,
Head tilted back.
Nose wide, Ears Open, Eyes Bright
Waiting ...
For something to inspire these fingers to move
To a beat, a rhythm in the end
Creating something beautiful
Where will it come from?
The lyrics of the song I hum.
Or a dreamed about love?
Will it come from deep within my soul or
The feelings I already know?
Can I reach to the depths where all my secrets and
Private thoughts are kept?
Will I speak about the state that ravages
My mind everyday?
Or the hate felt in my heart, the tears cry?
The many times I wanted to say goodbye?
Is it possible for me to reach so deep
Pull it up and let the whole world hear
My true story?
Or will I leave it there to rot, mold?
Again I ask,
Where will it come from?
What will inspire these fingers and this pen to dance?
Will it come from deep within my soul or the feelings the world already knows?
The night sky glows,
My heartbeat is heard.
Senses intact.
Images flash through my mind,
I let the past be my guide; it leads me to a light
I found my inspiration,
In the depths of my soul
Where millions of stories are untold, the ones know one knows.
