My inner songbird sings
that which she cannot bring
to light from the dark
and all that can be marked.

To be alive and free
expressing all of the emotions in me.
I do not know what I'll say
until the moment in the day

When the creative muse appears at the fore
remembering her inspiring visits from before
I long to express what's inside
and to be safe in my stride.

I want to feel ease and peace
the joy and magic of release
Those words that are meant to be said
once I get them out of my head.