In a darkened room, void of sound
Sat a Thinker in thought profound.
Oblivious of time; conscious of task
'Oh, Sweet Inspiration, where do you bask? '
Wise men bestow gems of wisdom, divine,
Marvelled by those less Cerebrally Inclined.
Fanciful labour sparked by Genius within
Intent on completion.. (with minimum chagrin.)
His bespectacled shadow on the wall did race
As he quickly fingered his idle pen into place.
To capture thought - inspirationally sought
Reveling in the FINALITY, painstakenly got.
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