Muse

You challenged me when I thought I couldn’t
You encouraged me when I simply wouldn’t
You said give it a try
And for a time I didn’t
Then at last to resist your inspiration,
I realised that I shouldn’t
And so I wrote,
I wrote of life
And all that’s its worth…
All that’s bound up in its embrace…
Time, love, lost, desire (both earthly and heavenly)
Creating an intimate union between the unspoken words of my mind and with
Pen and paper creating a reality
So often I’ve found solace and security in this relationship of mutuality
When to speak to another was ill advised
When to express there was no warm eyes
When to confess I could have landed myself in an emotional mess
Those were the times at which I wrote
Now I write to assure you that your coaxing was not in vain
And to bless the creator
That this gift I did not disdain
Thank you for seeing in me an ability that I did not discern
An element of creativity I can call my own
And maybe some day share it with the world
I’ll always remember that day in 1995
You gave me something for which to strive
You took the time to write the very first poem knowingly dedicated to me
Now its my turn to pray for thee
That the Almighty’s blessing for health, long life and prosperity,
Both temporally and eternally
Would be yours continually
Though we are now continents apart
Pleasant thoughts of you will always warm my heart
Admittedly, sometimes for the country, the serenity of that sunny island sanctuary
I sometimes long
And wish that from it I was never drawn
But I’ll always be grateful that that was the place where I first saw the dawn