Inspiration....it's a funny animal

Inspiration oh friend of mine...
where do you come from?
Under the stack of leaves, in the maze of tangled branches,
are you in the riverbed
under that boulder
or in a cave asleep with a
summers eve bat tucked close to your side

Sometimes you appear out of thin air
I will glance and you will be there right under my nose
screaming, calling my name over and over trying to wake me
sometimes you hide, I don't see you for days

I do always feel your presence, I sense you're there
there are days that you are comatose, we try and dig you up
bring you
to our surface

You, my friend are my sleeping giant.
Days when I feel the pulse and the power of the universe
I wield you, I toss you here and there, I juggle, I dance
You my dear, create the rhythm to my life.
I love you.....