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…