The Singer Songwriter Muse Visited Me
With a wisp of her breath she sent idea bubbles floating along the mental currents to my mind.
I reached up and caught one, and it popped and words flowed into my brain, down to my fingers, through the computer keyboard and into my digital files.
Then I noticed something awful. Other bubbles were bursting before I could capture them. Then, I did catch another one, but then 3 more burst. This went on for hours, days, weeks, years. In fact, it has never stopped. But I figured something out. I’m only here on planet Earth for a little while. There’s not enough time for me to catch all the bubbles.
I’ll have to leave most of them for paradise.