Oh Beloved Muse
Fickle as Fortune
Diaphanous as Luck
Neglected so
Unshun your humble servant.
My thoughts are not mine…
My words
Usurped
by my heart’s turmoil.
This is my undying promise to you:
Tirelessly I will toil my way
Through to you….
seek your ephemeral blessings
pay earnest obeisances
At your temple threshold
I’ll engrave your haloed name
In every verse…
intotheindigo 