Sunday, 2 January 2011

Embark (inspired by Writer's Island)

It’s in the quiet hours of the night
When I already turned off the light
That my muse turns towards me in the dark
Whispers in my ear and asks me to embark
On this journey to a mysterious land
Where thoughts and feelings take my hand
Start dancing with me until I glow
And from my fingers words start to flow
Like travellers from a far-away land
Washed ashore
Writing in the sand

6 comments:

  1. I love love love this one...wonderful words. :)

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  2. Oh, that nocturnal muse!
    My muse visits in the morning. In the dark, the demons lurk.

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  3. The melody is delightful...I truly enjoyed this!

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