MUSE
A cafe to share remembrances,
And in the corner,
The lurking shadow of truth.
The muse,
Within the heart,
Never dies,
Or fade,
It is we,
Who erode and accumulate….
I wrote this in response to the line by Illyria, “the pay’s reliable. muses get old. they die.”
3 comments:
Dude! Are you out of your mind?
It is we who erode and accumulate.
Yes,so very true and it seems to
happen slowly and suddenly -
Cynthia - Illyria is also an incredible muse absent of late and it does seem to happen both slowly and suddenly at the same time, :) Life is an adventure from cradle to grave. :)
peace
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