Like melodious music
The wistful words
Of ghostly muses
Whisper wisdom to me
Inspiring my imagination
Directing me onward
I am not alone
You are not alone
We are not alone
The world is alive
The muses are alive
We all are alive
We need only to listen
Without judgment
Or senseless division
To hear the music
And the message
Of all our muses
I love the photo, it reminds us that so often muses long dead, can still create ideas. Everything and anything can be and is a muse and I love the richness we have, often hidden in plain sight that suddenly reveals itself to us unexpectedly.
The photo does pair nicely. Glad to hear from you. You always have such insightful comments.
I try, coffee always helps too!
Just like a breath of fresh air …
Thank you. Have a great day!
Nothing like a good breath of fresh air. I hope that you have a great day too.
Liked the poem. But wait. How many muses can you have?
The short answer to your question is many. I suppose it is because I consider anyone who influences me to be one of my muses. The one drawback to this method is that it makes it difficult for me to keep track of all of my muses….
I was thinking of the number of muses in Greek mythology. Three or nine. I had an interesting Wikipedia search. Cheers.