Tuesday, 2 June 2015


Waiting for inspiration
Is like waiting for love...

You know that its out there.
You know that its there, waiting to roll in
as a wave in a storm.
To take your pen, like love takes your heart,
and in its power, carry you on.

Waiting for inspiration,
is to lay yourself bare.
For the touch of a song,
for the touch of something,
with a life of its own.

Love and inspiration,
are one and same.
They take you so you're lost,
to a place far within, to a you you've never known,
yet known all along.

Waiting for inspiration
is like waiting for love.
Empty before it,
empty when its gone.
But enriched, altered, blessed, reborn.

Ana Lisa de Jong
Image:  Lulu Lovering

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