Legacy
Inspiration comes unasked; it seems
to blossom freely when and where it will.
We grasp it eagerly, a passing dream
which lights our darkest night and makes us thrill
with great anticipation. With the dawn
a nascent thought may turn into reality.
We artists, labouring till our child be born,
invest it with a spark of true humanity
as we interpret with our brush or pen
its fleeting image, transcribed on a page.
If lost, such ideas may not come again,
but, once ensnared, continue to engage
the mind. And who can tell how long a time
life's pulse will live in picture or in rhyme?
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