Looking to nature, and within ourselves, to find our creative and writing muse

Who is your muse? The wind outside your window, or the sunbeam streaming through? A silken tendril fallen in your darling’s eyes? The sway of the branch or the trill of birdsong? Is she the voice deep inside which churns and burns, and whispers keep going?

Is she me?
Is she you?
Does she lie?
Is she true?

Just write, my friends.
Let’s all just look around ourselves, and inside, too.
Let’s write.


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