[A continuation of the other one. Happy New Year everyone! Have an inspiring 2013, all the best for the new Year!!!]
I find myself at a loss for inspiration.
I find no sight to enlighten me.
I find the roads a bore.
I find the rivers dry.
I find that even in the dark I cannot see a thing.
I find myself looking for inspiration.
And then I find it.
It comes in an instant;
Spends an eternity arriving;
Appears as a lightbulb;
Lasts for the purpose of creating.
Inspiration is somebody else’s work;
Our moment’s of extreme jealousy;
The work that we are proud of;
The first thing that we create.
It’s a work of art, everybody’s envy;
A beautiful song, the lyrics and melody everyone remembers;
The five line poem, it’s simplicity charms everyone’s souls;
The touching video, it’s purpose only to act as a record.
Inspiration is the triangular shape of a whiskey bottle;
The odd shaped vase on the dining table;
The beautifully intricate carved picture frame on the wall;
The crystal glass miniature on the windowsill.
It’s the French windows your wife insisted on;
The useless sleigh bed that takes up too much space;
The ugly wind chime outside your door;
The plastic yoghurt container that holds the washing implements.
Inspiration is the slowly turning earth;
The image of an exploding nebula;
The thousand stars in the night;
The waning and waxing moon.
It is the abstract pattern of the clouds;
The vibrant colours of nature;
The hot styles of the latest Vogue model;
The stillness of a bowl of fruit.
Inspiration is the sound of a smile;
The taste of a frown;
The feel of a tear;
The sight of a sleeping face.
It is what we want to compose about the most;
What we want to write about the most;
Want to sing about the most;
Want to paint about the most.
Inspiration is the endless magic that fuels our imaginations;
Inspiration is the unknown paradox that circles in our minds;
Inspiration is the term used that describes our admiration;
Inspiration is the glass that shatters upon impact.
It is omnipresent;