Nothing to inspire, drowning in defeat
Once vivid impulses replaced with heat
Shadows cast by the pounding flash
Inspiration disappears in a dash.
Returning to the duties of the day
Forgetting the muse the need to say
The glimmer and glow of creativity
Settled below the need for security
Hours past as if years gone by
Waiting impatiently, the well left dry
No hope in sight only looming doubt
Memory fades of what it’s all about
Trying becomes work boring and dull
The desire to create now pounding my skull
Lost in this material world of grey tones
The temptation to run chilling the bones
Finally surrender the best has past me by.
Giving in, accepting the well ran dry.
Without warning the skies open up
Rain pours over me, inspiration erupts!
Trying it seems brings resistance
Wanting hard preventing the advance
When everything held was let go
Sweet inspiration began to flow