The Unmanifest

(Look)

My life is to create
Hidden from the world
Gone in such a state
Though at time supernal
Simply inundates
From the energy
That the Muses make
With their tutelage
I cannot complain
When beneath the roof
Of your canopy
E'er benevolent
Assuage me

(Look)
With maturation
I hope I may
Create away
Without abnegation
Shake timidity
Though am humble
Watch how subtle
All can tend to be
Forming innocuous
But impartial to
Any occupant
That decides to view
Through this orifice
Exposing such shapes
Far from moribund
Although you could make
Some grotesque projections
From out of the dark
O if ye could lessen
And maybe me pardon
Then I'd be grateful for
An eternity
All that I adore
In a helping hand

My life is to create
Hidden from the world
Gone in such a state
Though at time supernal
Simply inundates
From the energy
That the Muses make
With their tutelage
I cannot complain
When beneath the roof
Of your canopy
E'er benevolent
Assuage me



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Ruiz
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