leave what creates alone.
tend to its home
but not to it except
to stay out of its way
and listen to it.
you may at first mistake its voice
for that of an illness or a deity.
call it what you like,
a Muse even, but don’t
imagine it’s a separate entity
or anything but a mundane
part of you. it does its best work
if you ignore it. leave it
to its chores.
one day you’ll awake
to a gift shining casually
from your seat
on the worn out couch:
freely given, left to you
by you, in your name,
to make your own.
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