Suppose one day you find yourself
in a dark and musky wood
thinking your life must be otherwise
and you’d change it if only you could
resist the urge to scream and run
or to jump and thrash around
rather sit straight and just gently breathe
let your thoughts flutter down to the ground
For once your mind has settled down
and your soul has room to soar
that’s when your muse will come beckoning
guiding you to some days you’ll adore