Enliven

 It is my Muse, you see;  

he has vanished to the beach.

Once in a while, like tonight,

 I escape into sound and a new 

sphere of inspiration..

Enliveningly, on the edge
of a cliff leaning forward,
balancing myself on the
edge of letting go and
pulling back.

My fear, I have realized is;

--Will I ever Bemused in
the thoughts of you again?  

Yemanja