Taking Time Out (From Creative Work) Poem by DM W

O the fires have faded from my dreams.
I'm trapped once more by the mundane it seems.
I'm suppose it's okay, as now I know,
How to handle darkness and its hard blows.
I will wait patiently for Vision's gifts:
For pure insights and rapt poetic riffs;
As the thick, black clouds continue to drift
Across my consciousness. I think I will shift
My perspective slightly; and look at life
From a different angle. Despite strife,
And its accompanying sense of despair,
I will endeavour to look for beauty rare.
O I will seek the soft embrace of sleep,
And glide through the days; not thinking too deep.
I'll return redeemed from pale lethargy:
Brimming with bold sunbursts of energy!