I.
I was starstruck in
the dark
by
The Muse
illuminated yet protected by a brilliant
reflection; and
She was gone.
determined,
with The Muse in my heart and her sweet
song to guide me I crossed
the river
and entered the wilderness.
II.
My now fearless
heart found a path
and through it calmly imbibed
the unknown
and the sun began to shine.
III.
The light unveiled a
companion
traveling beside me all along.
*"The sun forever shines
on this mountain"*, he said.
A fork in the road.
He gave me a calm, quizzical look;
acknowledged the sun;
nodded to the mountain before us;
and departed down the
path unsung.
I followed the muse.
Calmly I
strayed,
forging my own path guided by my newly
ignited, warming
inner fire.
IV.
A glorious
woman
sat not far off
the path
singing.
With a beautiful
voice, a beautiful
face, and a
beautiful heart,
she looked
the part of
The Muse
but her hurting,
tired eyes
gave her away
she was not
because no person could
be
and realizing this
I was no longer starstruck.
V.
The image:
The Muse had been
shattered
but I did not run.
I approached with
a smile and she
refused my offered
hand.
Without anger, without
pain, I turned my gaze to the
mountain before
me.
"Thank you", I whispered in her
ear
"Thank you for guiding
me
here, the sun always shines;
we
both can find our way"
and kissed her forehead.
And with the sun warming my
heart, I began
singing
that same song
The Muse within
me all along
and was off
to know the unknown
mountain and
glorious sun
by knowing
my mysterious
Self