Silent Muse

I got the idea for this watching my cat, Bandit, sit with an open mouth talking but no sound could be heard. I asked him what he needed and why the silent mews? Then it lead to the thought of a silent muse.


We are drowned in oblivion


Hearing nothing

The muse is relentlessly silent



Sunshine is withheld

Growth stunted



Waiting for the muse to surface

Without refrain we endure the emptiness, solitude, vastness

A glimmer of light in the darkness

Be ready to be found again

~Alora Groshong, 8/2018

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