Will’s Poetry Blog

(NaPoWriMo Day#26)

Inspiration comes from staring
At blank screens with fingers on keyboards;
From pens frozen in hands while
The writer stares off into the distance.
In those moments of silence
God speaks directly into listening ears.
Words flowing into the mind,
The spirit becomes enlightened.
The heart beats with new passion
And the instruments of creation move
Pen across paper; fingers across keyboard.
Strokes spill the blood of sacrifice.
The isolation of artist for but a moment
Unleashes freedom for just a moment more.
In the end he rests and finds peace,
Reflecting on the words whispered,
Remembering nothing that was spoken.

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