“What is a Muse?” Asks a young woman,
As I am longing to purge my soul,
In an attempt to find still,
Quite simply I answer her,
“It is the beautiful flame of inspiration.”
“Why then…” asks the girl,
“Why are you not running toward it?”
And simply I answer,
“For to do so would be to abuse her charity to me!”
“How then…” asks the sweet innocent girl,
“Do you discover her power?”
Quite simply I answer,
“By waking dreams and dreams awake.”
SDM
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