A poet can write a thousand words,
Like an artist can paint a hundred pictures,
And a musician can play a million songs,
But sometimes the pen is put down,
The paintbrush is left in its pot,
And an instrument stands alone in it's corner.
The written word, the painted picture, the played music,
They all hold an expression,
An inspiration.
But when a poet loses heart then the pen is put down...
Like the paintbrush or an instrument.
Lying still and listening to the heartbeat of this world,
Can bring back life to the inspiration,
Listen to that beautiful sound.
And you are alive again. |
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