Inspiration- it drips from your pages like an icicle in the winter sunshine. It calls to me- “take me as I am. Do with me what you will”. Inspiration picks no favorites. It flows from person to person like waves of light coming from the sun. There is no stopping this endless circle. For a brief time, it is my turn. It will soon leave me, in the same small wavelengths that it arrived, and the circle will continue.
May 5, 2011