The Muses
is what people muse
when a spark ignites
and the fire burns
clouding your eyes
guiding your fingers
writing, drawing, meaningless things
until the fire cools
and your eyes are your own
your fingers stop moving
Then the answer stands clear
the muses will come
the muses will go
each time leavings its mark
upon dry, thirsty paper
To be shown to people everywhere
and help then with mysteries of life
However the muses won't always come to you
You will have to hunt them down
Day and night, rain and shine
until you feel their presence
and let them take over
for they know the answers
and we are the mediums of
The Muses