It flies around buzzing here and there, we swat at it trying catch it, grab at it but miss. It taunts us with its ever-changing course nor fix or heading steered. Once alight so many chances do appear. We grasp it, hold it for that fear of the known, that it would soon break free, leave and disappear.
That fleeting chance how it comes and goes. That stubborn muse adrift in the ether, O how we yearn for its embrace. Inspired passion, creation and all the thoughts that explode buzzing here and there. We grasp it, hold it for that fear of the known, that it would soon break free, leave and disappear.
Buzzed by Inspiration
Flying around buzzing
my face and ears
no particular course set
no heading steered
Alighted in place
action inspired, off like a race
O how one loves its embrace
Thoughts explode with fast pace
So fleeting is the chance
How it comes and goes
Stubborn, with chance
adrift in the ether
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