My Inspiration Poem by Michael Reston

My Inspiration



Immediately, my eyes feel like they want to cry.
Not a sad or joyous cry, but full of emotion
Then exhilaration fills my body and lungs.
I breathe in, and then let my feelings exhale.

I feel like I am flying through a dark world,
where nothing but the music exists.
My heart pumps with renewable strength,
as I drink from the melody, my fountain of youth.

It is more powerful than an army,
more striking than a beauty,
It is all over, it lives inside of me.
It is my soul, my life, my inspiration
it is the greatest gift the nature let us be in...

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