I found the muse deep in the dark of night.
She came from the vastness of universe.
I longed for her hidden wisdom to write.
She brought me the meaning in sparkling light.
Every missing word turned into a verse.
I found the muse deep in the dark of night.
From the moon, she completed her smooth flight.
The knowledge she carried was truly hers.
I longed for her hidden wisdom to write.
Her thoughts really set every line aright.
In poetry, I did myself immerse.
I found the muse deep in the dark of night.
Where would I be without her good insight?
Perhaps bad message would have gotten worse.
I longed for her hidden wisdom to write.
I did practice composing in delight.
In guiding, she did not need to rehearse.
I found the muse deep in the dark of night.
I longed for her hidden wisdom to write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good write