No. 44 - A Spark

Inspired

Running down a fine wire

From what has yet come to be

To me;

Asking,

Now please?

Will you put in motion

The movement you’ve received–

Pushing through writer’s block

And unformed thought

To words

Unheard together

But better

For the time spent getting them down;

And their sound

Hits my heart

Found,

Like a bat call

Hits a wall–

There it is!

I had no clue at all till then,

When the lighting struck

And the darkened muck

Saw a spark

Of what’s inside

My mind–

Not the beginning

Nor the end,

But a vessel to wrestle

Something into

Something else

That has not been.

What will become

I cannot say,

Until I put the pen to page.

A photo from visiting my alma mater earlier this year, where I studied songwriting