Each person has a creativity source.  Weather it comes from inside or
around them.  Some times people gain energy from other pictures, books,
poems, or sculptures.  Some are lucky enough to get it from those around us.
  This is a tribute to mine and everyones muse.

Ode to the muse

When she whispers in my ear.
She takes away the fear.
She never lets me be.
Her voice does set me free.
With her there I cannot lose.
Oh the muse

Her words relax my soul.
She does make me whole.
Her smile brightens my day.
With her I'll always stay.
It takes no mind to choose.
Oh the muse

The silkiness of her speech.
Her desire always in reach.
Alone I'll never touch.
It will always be as such.
Her passion I won't refuse.
Ode to the muse