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Inspired

• I sat like stone and dreamt my time away
• Imaginings flitted idly and I prayed
• To Power, "Grant one!" But my hands were stayed.
• Ill confidence's what kept the words at bay;
• The solitude, sublime and silence grate;
• This striving for perfection courage ate.
• No product came from sitting still to wait
• Behind barred windows and a shuttered gate.
• Then life burst through the door and threw me out
• Into the city's wail or nature's shout,
• That did not matter much, it was about
• The living-seeing-hearing-smelling bout
• Which pounded me, when I went home, at last,
• With words, lines, stories, work to do and fast!