Ah, to inspire…
Like the expanse of the ocean-
Waves crescendoing against a pink-blue sky
Or 70 and ten musicians devoted to the score
An atrium of sound flooding the soul
Or a climber who reached the peak
Against all odds
To inspire would be great
But then what?
Will the spark perpetuate greatness?
Or will it die like an ember upon the hearth?
I think I will bring joy instead
Available in a moment
Seen on the face
And felt in the belly
The giver and receiver, both lighter
Floating gently upward
Like two balloons released into the sky…