The Hebal Release

Living with voices,

That gives you no choices,

Seeing faces,

In all places,

Freeing my mind,

That was in a bind,

Smoke this herb,

So I wont disturb,

Hearing my muse,

Lights my fuse,

But she cannot speak,

Not even a leak,

She tries to sing,

But her voice no ring,

I plead for her,

Still no stir

My lungs on fire,

I release to my desire,

My mind is on a journey,

My body in a gourney,

Now I hear her song,

I sing along,

I finally hear my muse,

Now I cannot lose.

One Response to “The Hebal Release”

  1. Our muses visit us in different ways…thanks for sharing your poem.

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