The Muse


The Artist…

for they are the same.

The Muse and the Artist, these are the only poetic creators.

The muse is inspiration as the artist is beauty.

And their creations gently flow from sunshine on the skyline or music in the forest.

Then the muse speaks

and the artist listens


a book opens and words fall onto it,

a canvass appears and shade moves in like shadows,

while a drifting rainbow of colors stain the cloth...

The muse calls it love,

The artist calls it life.

Together they free fire from thought and keep it burning in life,

so they both can see it.

Because they are each other;

because they are they same.