Inspiration comes when life explodes either through joy or pain.
When overflowing thoughts consume the mind they spill onto paper.
Questions, answers, reasons and why. Bubbling happiness, boiling sadness.
the beauty of a fresh Spring day. The bitterness of the harsh coldness
of Winter. Extreme duality always wondering, searching and thinking.
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Excellent! Linda, you hit the nail on the head! You beautifully described the fountain of inspiration for must of us as poets! Thank you for sharing and keep it up! 10+++ Romeo-New York City