The room
with the winds of inspiration is filled
Paintings,
poems, and songs
In
wonderful harmony together live.
Music is in
the air flying
Together
with a voice
Deeply
feeling the words in the song
And two
thick hands tenderly caressing the chords
of a brown
old guitar.
The man
with blue eyes covered in glass
And a face
covered with a dense white beard
Is made of
inspiration and nothing else
And is
pouring his emotions in paper and silk.
The man
with musical hands
Brushing
them through the cat’s fur
as she
purrs in great delight
as if
saying “I love you too”
the man
made of inspiration
fills all
hearts with content
and a flood
of imagination
because he
is a character too.
He is named
as the symbol in his flag
And does
not seem to see
How
inspiring he is
Why does he
not look within himself?
Thanks for
leading me through
your
childhood memories
and showing
me
the
treasures of your heart
