Whose Poems? Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

A friend asked me the other day
if I had borrowed some
in that collection of short poems
I shared with her of late

Surprising was her attitude
I thought and let it slide
but later wondered why on earth
that thought had crossed her mind

How well could she have understood
my way of daily life
or whether I had darker thoughts
and flights of fancy too

How narrow was the slot she set
for me to fit into
how narrow was her concept of
my life path's highs and lows

When I in simple words explained
that anything I wrote
if real was channeled from above
and set in stone right then

So in the end she may be right
I cannot claim these poems
my inspiration and the word
come from another source

But whether human or divine
the source I cannot claim
but blindly trust my heart and hand
will pen just what I must

Can someone really understand
himself or anyone
each heart so brimming with so much
a mystery to all?