Prior to the placement of pen, O muse
Love, grant grace and words by your touch imbued
used precisely as scalpel in surgeon’s hand
Like Milton, “to justify the ways of God to man”
Or Ghandi, “to be the change I wish to see”
That I may speak without hypocrisy,
I lay on your altar my simple words
by you I speak, and by you I am heard
Very good lines, sounds like music as nice poetry should.
sublime. each words hugs the tongue.
Hello.
Visiting from NaPoWriMo.
Thank goodness for the muse! I like this.
Thanks for sharing. Good luck with the rest of the challenge!
Day 12/13: Love, Charity And Poverty