Sweet Muse

I commit to you sweet Muse
I beg you to guide this, my pen
My fingers.

I commit to the purpose-to write.
To your presence too.
To prioritizing my soul, my very self
In a manner that embraces all that I am
.all that is me.

I offer to faith,
Mindfulness,
Enduring trust.
For  it is as if my very being
Is one with who you are.that I am.

In believing that you are my guide,
I open up.
I soak in.
I can, even when it is darkest, rejoice.
Letting go.
Giving in.
Crying. Sobbing. Smiling.
Arching in tender rhythm with my lover.
Dancing a worthy dance.
When each piece seems to break away
And leave me stranded,
You repair me.  Patch me up.
Embrace and rejoice with me.

Sweet Muse,
I am learning to believe that
I am worth the time it takes to create
Whatever I feel called to create.
Birthing over and over again.
Relighting a flame, daily.
I commit to you

And pray:  do not ever leave me.

©  Margot Van Sluytman
From Bleeding Pupils and Beauty