Prayer to a Muse


Free the words in my heart! O muse!

Do not delay. Do not refuse.

For they burn deep in the frame

Like the embers within the flame.

 

Fan the conflagration, sweet muse

Else hot coals turn to ash and refuse.

My sweet words becoming brackish

As water from old pipes – rustish.

 

And now hear me, dear muse

For my words dry up with use.

Renew the flow I pray you

That I may once again see plane view.

 

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