The Well of Inspiration

The well of inspiration

only runs so deep.

The high of our salvation

is as hollow as it's cheap.

A soft, sound vibration

leads you to its source.

A train at the station,

due to run its course.

You never know the time

in this empty state of mind;

You never know when and if you'll find

your relief.

But rest easy knowing

that the water's always flowing;

the water of inspiration;

the river of creation.

When the well runs dry:

Close your eyes.

Reviews

[R J Askew]

I like this. I looked at your titles and this one sort of put its arm around me and whispered, 'Read me.' So i did. Creativity fascintaes me as does inspiration which is key to it. I confess I also though 'Yeah, I've heard that phrasing used before,' but it still drew me to read. By the third verse I was totally into it because what you say is true. And I absolutely agree with the last two lines, the universe within being far more fascinating than that without. Yes, we can find inspiration in galaxies and this n that, but I always think that what is within us beats everything. Human creativity is truly astonishing, but that it exists at all, that we are as we are, and that we really don't know all that much about it. I hope it will always remain a mystery. I wld hate to discover that poetry is just the outcome of chemical and electrical reactions in the brain.