Inspiration May

Inspiration May it seems arise most unexpectedly.
Muddled thought one day just screams "surprise" and takes it's shape to be.

Normally I'd say that dreams comprise so fundamentally
The thoughts we keep at bay, extremes, that rise to fight for us to see.
Yet morning blunts the slow blade slashed to try and make an entrance way
And waking stunts what's growing past the border nighttime shares with day.

But in some months, dream flow is splashed, into the morning ponds to play,
And all at once, we know at last we're in an Inspiration May.

- Jeff Huber (2005)