In-spiration is a taking-in,
As real as a breath,
The creative oxygen of life.
When I stop and look -
really look,
I connect, I feel, I see.
In search of the special,
I can miss
The awe of the ordinary.
I in-spire the bad too,
It’s just as real,
Just as moving.
When I am full
I let my hands be my voice:
Expire my message
In three dimensions,
Maybe more.
Let it live.
Let it give.
Autumn 2024