Inspired...

I haven't written in a while...words are too precious to me, they are parts of me, not to be wasted.

Inspired, what a word, eh? It's the kind that is meaningless, unless it is a part of something, unless it "brings forth". I am inspired tonight, my creative juices are flowing and I want to share what is inside of me right now. Ah, and what does such a statement inspire in you?

Come now, tell me. After all, one is inspired by an outside source, be it a person or a thing, am I right? Okay, I shall help you. Let me tell you what inspires me...I love beautiful things, a dew swept field shimmering glorious blades of color in the early light of a newly formed day...can you feel it? Close your eyes and imagine the glistening rays of the sun peaking through as the darkness of the night fades away. Or the anticipated rush of a waterfall pouring its liquid treasure downward, frantically...can you feel it? It splashes down, the spray is a rainbow of sparkling droplets that shock and invigorate all at once. The delicate hue of a white rose, pristine, a quiet eloquence that cannot be duplicated. Its splendor is offered only for a time...will you stop and take it all in? Intoxicating, the fragrance, so appealing, the shape of its petals, have you ever seen anything so exquisite ? Reach out, touch it, study it, breath it in deeply...never forget any part if it...it is here today and gone tomorrow.

Your turn...tell me, what moves you, what is it that brings you to your special place...inspire me.