Inspiration, by Albert Ahearn Subscribe to rss feed for Albert Ahearn

Mans inspiration steals its way
Unobtrusively to mind
Like a cat burglar on a heist:
Stealthy, but it comes not to rob
Intellectual property
But to deposit a priceless gem
Still unpolished yet nonetheless
Precious to a creative mind.
Unlike a diamond in the rough
This gems luster is most fleeting
Whose innate beauty potential
Is measured in nanoseconds
Thus leaving little precious time
To create a faceted gem.
Posted: 2013-02-23 19:46:40 UTC

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