We all aspire to have inspiration flowing to us and through us like a river,
Where upon this fluid bank we draw to our minds fantastic features and pictures,
Maybe to convey with pen onto paper lovely rhymes and memorable stanzas,
Or to create with fine hands and instruments touching melodies and moving pieces;
Few and far are gifted with free souls and open minds to receive so natural such a flow;
Tis’ really a pity that human beings do not realise the true nature and elements that are in them beautiful,
Choosing rather to focus on what is perhaps seemingly glamorous and bountiful.