January 1, 2018

Dear Muse:

Without my shovel
I could not dig
Still I longed for the ditch
To feel it around me
To be one with it
But without my shovel
It's nothing but a hole

Without my pen
I could not write
Without my mind
I could not dream
Without my dreams
I could not feel what
I write upon this page

Please hear these words
I've uttered from deep 
Within my very soul
For you’ve brought me 
From the beginning 
To this ending, yes
You're my shovel

1 comment:

desk49 said...

with out our muse's waht would we be.