My muse is a nocturnal
creature.
She comes out late at night
to whisper sweet symphonies in my ear.
And how do I thank her? By
telling her for the thousandth time to go away and leave me alone, because I
I’m trying to sleep!
Societal norms make me
suffocate my one true source of inspiration.
My muse is a shy creature.
She only comes out at night, because she thrives on the mystery and silence
that encapsulates the city during the hours of darkness.
She just wants to be heard.
See her words manifest and multiply. Come through the open channel of the
writer who has no other choice then to succumb to her will. Her will is simultaneously
the will of the grand creator through which the stream of creation flows
effortlessly.
Please, don’t blow out the
flame of divine inspiration. She feeds off her expression. Grows stronger and
wiser in the process of enlivening her message. She needs you as much as you
need her. In harmonious unity, great creations flow forth.
If her expression gets
denied for too long, she turns into the manic mistress who slowly drives you
into madness. The more you push her away, the wilder she becomes. Desperate
forces use desperate means. So for god’s sake, give your muse the space she
needs to uncover her message through your hands. Her eternal gratitude will
wash over you, and make you whole.
Her creation becomes your
creation, and your collaboration may carry fruits for the next generation.
But first: accept her,
embrace her, and thank her for always being there for you, even In times when
you thought you needed her the least (guess what, those may have been the times
where her guidance could’ve saved you).
I encourage everyone to
write a thank you letter to your muse. Express your gratitude and humbleness to
this inner being that contains all there is, and all there will be, the portal
to eternity. The one within who notices the beauty hidden in every corner of
this blue marble of a planet.
Invite her into your life
with open arms and ears.
Welcome her whenever she
decides to pay a visit.
Always thank her for her
presence, and kiss her goodbye once her flame settles, and her message has been
manifested. Then you can safely crawl back to bed, knowing you’ve created
harmony within and without.
Thank you muse dearest, and
good night!
Thankyou firey muse. thanks for putting the elusive presence of the muse into words
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DeleteThank you for reflecting upon her presence. Fiery muse, you enlighten our world
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