Oh, To Be Inspired…

A little-known poet once wrote:

Oh, to be inspired again
To know what to inscribe
Upon these pages that here are
So vacant and denied.

Oh, to be inspired again
To find the world anew,
To discover some greater meaning in life,
But the words I find are few.

Oh, to be inspired again
By the love I knew so well.
To feel again the joys I felt
And this misery to quell.

Oh, to be inspired again
By the leaves upon the tree.
Their beauty made me write so well;
With them my mind was free!

Oh, to be inspired again
And live my life entire
Without regret or want or need
And others I’d inspire.

Oh, to be inspired again
And look into the night,
Instead of blackness there would be
Something for me to write!

That’s where I’ve been lately. I’ve felt like I’m just going through the motions. There are moments of creativity that come through, but just as quickly they are gone. Even now, I struggle to find the words to express myself.

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