A Rush

 

A bright spark to a dull mind

searchlights beam for inspiration

as the tunnel is abandoned

its dampness gone, the stench with it

Lights scan the heavens and horizons

body and mind exhilarated

transported, enervated to peaks aloft and wide

Ideas fuel enthusiasm to burst the samovar

milk boils over in fleshy wonder

It is worth it, it has arrived

the tracks show the way, not to where

rather to carry and harness

the flood which envelopes the senses

to produce thoughts from seeds

then to yeild a largess

an outpouring of immense magnitude

Pen to paper, heart to mind

the words are not hard to find