Inspiration sparks at the oddest times, and sometimes it finds you in different ways. A person, a book, an idea, a dream, or maybe some street art catches your eye and your like “darn, that’s some type of awesome right there!” No matter how it strikes, it feels the same… exciting, gets my pulse up and all I want to do is put my hands to the keys and let the words shake themselves out into a creative story or lyrical poetry.
Artists come in all forms. Painters take the rainbow to a canvas and bring us murals and great works of art that our eyes sometimes cannot fathom. Sculptors warp and twist pieces of clay into simple objects we can use or decorate our homes with, and then there are actual statues that mark history throughout the ages. Design is just a whole new level, especially now that the world has gone digital… but it allows us to create anything with the touch of our fingertip.
Writers… writers bleed their feelings and passions through ink. Writers pay attention to the world around them… and they write each detail they observe. It’s said never to cross a writer because they will immortalize you and your wrongdoing. Writers are the fabric of the universe, the recorders and authors of history, past and present. Driven to always be the story behind a beautiful picture, or a breathtaking monument… a writer is the storyteller. We are our own breed of artist.
I felt so inspired tonight upon reading a book I’ve shelved for so long… as reading has not been high on my to-do list… work, house-cleaning, pets, etc… Sometimes life gets in the way of passions and you yourself just get lost in translation. When I started reading that book of poetry it was like something just connected and I had that lightning in my blood sensation… its impossible not to write! I feel… sparked 🙂
Thunder rolled in the distance
Winds blew through the trees
Lightning lit up the skies
But even in the darkness
The real power lie in her eyes