Inspire

An empty page,
nothing yet definitive,
Opportunities unfold,
words unlimited.

Yet it remains,
Clean,
Still,
White.

Until,
Inspiration unrolls itself,
like a carpet upon the floor,
the pen still clenched,
begins to steadily make it's way across the lines,
so it can open the door,
and release the ties,
that bind your mind.

Words escape that which was once enclosed,
No longer,
Rational,
Ethical,
Logical.

You enter a state unparalleled.
A place where your mind freely roams,
from the stars that burned your eyes,
to the green sea foam,
and the fire flies,
that light the night.

A place mythical and beautiful.
A place that inspires.
A place you'd delight in calling home.