inspiration

There’s been a definite Chill in the air And judging by the melting Snow and ice, It looks like it’s time For a thaw. ~ by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2011 by muz4now, Inc. All Rights Reserved.

It just takes a moment To upset the cart Or to put it ahead of The horse. Putting the horse in The proper harness Takes a bit longer. Go ahead. Try it out and you’ll see. And it will be well worth The wait, for the cart Upset Is of far less interest Than the

It’s not that we don’t Have worries, wonders and longings. It’s that we don’t know How to quell or fulfill them In a timely fashion. Oh, to be like a leaf on a tree. It has a clear purpose, But fulfills its destiny Without concern, stress Or self-absorbed disregard For all the other leaves In

What if the poet has no words? What if the painter has no paints? What if the crafter has no glue And the musician, no song? Then, what would we call “art”? Would it be the way we decide on What ingredients to mix together In our meals? Or the timing of when to open

Why is it that adults put So little importance on Their favorite color? There’s nothing to be Embarrassed about. It’s a simple attraction. Having them is like Having a tiny itch: We may be able to Analyze and learn Much from knowing Just why this is So intriguing to us. But this is as if

  Entering into the forest at night, Far from the over-lighted, packed-in Huddles of civilization, The dark backdrop of sky is Riddled with stars. They look to me like an enclave Of individuals: each one vibrant (Even if not so bright) As the next; Their twinkling moments Often come in waves of Synchronicity. In other

As the light changes with Evening, it invites My eyes to dim In harmony with it. Today, I accept The invitation and Go the way of a Setting sun. ~ by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2011, 2017 by muz4now, Inc. All Rights Reserved.