Invocation to my Muse

inspiration's back

Art by Nikkie Stinchcombe – CC BY-NC-ND 4.0

Chills cascading,

mind unfolding,

dreams unfurling,

You ride the wake of the pivotal moment

Healing in your wings—in your message.
Bright and airy, take my breath away,

As you grant me new breath.

This is love divine.
You were not ever mine
As I’m not yours, yet our twin flames dance on
Sinuous undulations of fire and heat—

Wispy feather stretching 'cross the sky
Sweeping whisper to catch a child’s eye.
I felt you near

Sent by Thoth, living Father,
Empowered by Isis, living Mother,
Humbled as I was by this,

I hold
Within my fists
The Key—

The gift you gave to me:

Flight and feathers,
Feeling free

You ease the aches
I've numbed in painful silence

Stay with me ever more
Visit my dreams, I implore

Please grant me strength.
Hold fast my quill,
Lest its inky contents spill.

Inspiration's back, at last.