WD 219 “Ideation”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth.

Ideation

I am the feather on the tail of the arrow

Helping it find its way home

In the blocked up entryway to your vein

Son of earth

Daughter of sky

The moment of contact is everything

And you pray that no one will be there watching when you finally open up

But my eagle eye trusts none

String, shaft, tip

And finally, ideation