Muse
You come to me
I am breathing your breath
With tenderness
I fold fear into a tidy bundle
Place it outside
It knocks and flaps
But I will not let it in
My space is sacred
All is holy
Prayers are placed
On water
Incense fills the air
No more ambivalance
Dazed by what you plan for me
And yet…
No skip between
Your plan and my action
The empties
With all of their fears and insecurities
Have scurried into dark corners
No longer witness the light of day
Note: The muse is unknown, unseen, unheard, but she is with me, when in the studio, she guides me in all that I do.
annellannell 
Ahhh…. to be free of fear is a good thing, especially when the muse appears. I love the open space and peaceful atmosphere you created for her.
Your wonderful studio is nothing like my crowded dining table…you have given me a glimpse at perhaps something I can create. Perhaps not in a room quite so large… but just that everything should have a place and the atmosphere clear of clutter…Thankfully my muse still visits me…
I’m here:
http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2012/09/sunday-whirl-76-feeding-souls.html
I hadn’t thought of it before, but you are right, no fears, when the muse is present. I like the way you have this structured to unfold what happens in your space.
Love, love, love this:
I fold fear into a tidy bundle
Place it outside
It knocks and flaps
But I will not let it in
My space is sacred
Sometimes you make me grin and take my breath away all at the same time.
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com
nice…i like the spirituality in this…the muse…the sacred space…the placing of prayers in the water…and the folding of fear….pretty cool annell…
Brilliant writing! I loved: “I fold fear into a tidy bundle, Place it outside, It knocks and flaps,
But I will not let it in.” What a spectacular thought! And “My space is sacred” really appeals to me. How very perfect!
I was beautifully drawn in to the writing as if it were a suspenseful murder mystery – you know some say that the muse is the higher or the divine self – the part of us that is always aware of it’s connection to God’s loving presence & power.
I liked the feel of the form; it’s like stepping on a ladder and discovering something new with each step.
http://miskmask.wordpress.com/2012/10/01/empty-clouds/