Inspiration

If you are lucky, sometimes it comes to you. Maybe that’s not the way I should start this.

Ok…

If I am lucky, occasionally it comes to me.

Sometimes out of nowhere. From ethereal clouds floating thru consciousness. Sometimes from a voice, blowing on the breeze, or written on the inside back of my eyelids like white fonts in a blogoshere. Or there, it might have come from there, a smiling face of a strangers walking on the street. Or from another’s pain so deep that it has reaches out and tears you, like panther’s claws. Yet leaves a teardrop of glimmering hope with it’s glistening trail running down your cheek. Then again, sometimes it’s from the processed frozen dinner packaging left in the breakroom’s trash container.

Phoenix Shell

Aluminum Foil

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