Favourite tool

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I see trembling of thin air
Over cooling guitar strings.
It's invisible but fair
It's still there - shines and sings.

I see energy that's flowing
And unborn-yet melodies.
Inspiration's kind of knowing -
It's both same time curse and bliss.

In the night I'm missing dreaming
Mind still chasing lines and rhymes,
Filling them with depth and meaning,
Re-composing many times.

Hard to quit while brain excited,
Can't stop constant channeling.
Vision that can leave you blinded
Needs continuous pedaling.

It's uplifting but exhausting,
Be prepared to loose control.
Muse requires special hosting -
She gives seeing through it all.

I feel something that I can't touch
And it's touches strings of soul.
Never asked no one for so much,
Never thought that it's my goal.

I feel never-ending power
Driving each one on the Earth,
It may lead us or devour -
We define its aim and worth.

In the night I'm missing dreaming
Mind still chasing lines and rhymes,
Filling them with depth and meaning,
Re-composing many times.

Hard to quit while brain excited,
Can't stop constant channeling.
Vision that can leave you blinded
Need continuous pedaling.

It's uplifting but exhausting,
Be prepared to loose control.
Muse requires special hosting -
She gives seeing through it all.

Muse is writing poems through me -
Got the widest topics pool.
Our souls are gently blooming,
Cause she loves her favourite tool.

I see trembling of thin air
Over cooling guitar strings.
Inspiration is still there -
In my soul it shines and sings.