The “Muse” sits opposite 

Of “Confused” on the color wheel.

She strikes a contrasting line of tone

And whispers, “You are not alone.”

She paints an image in my mind

That’s so inspiring I can’t find the words

To describe the Poetic Reality.

But something about the vibrant sight 

Comes alive inside of me.

The most complicated Truth breaks down

To its most basic utter simplicity.

It becomes a better part of me

And I improve.

“I understand,” I say,

And feel the particles of light

Bounce off me in new and beautiful ways.

-jenn