Spiritual inspiration left me stumped
Feeling down and out of thought
Bringing back memories of time
Pressing issues of past rhymes
Feeling that cold wind
Of everlasting demise
Body trembling with fear
That I will never again feel fine
Sun rays break through thus
Lifting the cold damp worries
It was you I saw in the morning mist
Glistening with substantial array
Inspiration can come and go
Crumbling from a dead stumble
But when thinking of you
My mind does nothing but grow
Bright minded friends
You came to me abrupt
Inspired me to be free
And taught me to live to be me
I thank you guys/gals
Dedicated to Lindsey Rogers, Juleena Haviland, Tammy Rambo, and Keith Vasconcellos
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem