Theme: Inspiration

Inspiration

Oh Inspiration rare, still
Gray and of unaccounted measure,
Manifest into mine own sight,
Derived from unexpected pleasure,
And thrice told endeavor.
Oh sweet Inspiration,
Carpeted by snowy mantle,
With the fore-taste of spring,
Awake from wintry rest!
Arise from the Earth's
Dark horse breasts!
Stretch forward your roads
That I may find rest.

30-Mar-2000

More By  :  Suzanne Case

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