Inspiration

in the vast darkness of the room
i sit and wait for her to come to me
for i have searched high and low
but she was no where to be
so now in this lonely room
i will wait patiently
like a fox waiting to pounce
but in a sense i am also the prey
cowered in a dark corner
with not even a candle to light my way
and in the stillness of the room i waited
the silence deafening to my ears
the hours seemed like days
and the days seemed like years
but when she finally came
slipping through the window like the wind
i was caught unaware
and as she crept up behind me
i only caught a glimpse of her long silvery hair
at last she softly whispered in my ear
secret thoughts that only i could hear
and planting a seed within the gardens of my mind
she helped me to see where i was once blind
and the seed blossomed and grew
into something beautiful and new
but she left as quickly as she came
though i knew she would visit me again
and although she was gone and was no where to be
she had left a part of herself here with me
she, who told me her stories
and showed me her dreams
so i would share them with other as she deems
her name was inspiration
she came to me that night
and as she left, i picked up my pen
and finally....

began to write.