My Muse, dost thou abandon me?
Thy touch be my mortality.
Inspiration hast grown weak.
Is but on hold, so to speak.
Speak again unto this soul.
Let thy potent words unfold.
Guide the flow within mine pen.
In influential verses send.
Send to me, your poet knight.
Cast thine everlasting light.
Turn wane moments to production.
Guide their flow without reduction.
Reduction be a passing phase.
Inspire words in beauty phrase.
I beseech thee, hear this plea.
My Muse hast thou abandoned me?
