come and go
between night
and day
be as free
as you may
break or crash,
slowly creep
awaken into
deep blue sleep

bloom and wither
near the spring
it's alright,
the wind
heard you sing
rise and fall,
colors you paint
in chaos,
stroked soft
and faint

bright and fair,
deep and hollow
all the time
you need to borrow
it will pass
it will last
no ruse,
nothing but
a Muse