who are you,
this creature with my face and eyes,
small and fleet running rampant on my soul?
what quest brings you here again
to devour my joy and chase away my peace
ever laughing as you go, flinging scorn and disdain?
come, troubler of spirits
rest here on my lap and tell me what fuels your frenzy
how comes your recent troubled flight into my thoughts?
sit with me
let us wait together for the rain
waterfalls often bring sprites in drops of tears and sweet dew.
for i know you like them so
abide here with me then - my familiar.
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ReplyDeleteSpeaking of our muse, I do know mine... very well. She wreaks havoc on my soul, plays games with me, hides and expects me to go out and find her. But when she appears in all her glory, it's like manna from heaven.
ReplyDeleteI could relate to many of your thoughts, but especially this:
come, troubler of spirits
rest here on my lap and tell me what fuels your frenzy
how comes your recent troubled flight into my thoughts?
Nevine
I left a comment here last night, came to look for it because I'd gotten an error message, didn't find it, and then wrote a new one. Well, the first one appeared, so I deleted that one. Just thought I'd let you know... Comments play weird tricks, sometimes.
ReplyDeleteNevine - strange. i'll have to keep an eye on the comments. thanks for the heads up and please let me know if there is any ongoing issues.
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