I Was Up Late …Wrestling (The Midnight Quill)

I was up late one night, alight with a heavenly oil…

Typing as fast as my hands would allow,

Striving to explain the Muse alight in my soul…

Glowing with a heavenly oil.

I reached a point where I lost my voice,

Then He hit AUTOSAVE…to deliver me,

When I find myself wrestling with the midnight quill,

That only His love can light.

By Máire Ní Bhroin

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About desertflower7

I am an artist and photographer who loves to cook, sculpt and play with words in my spare time. I am single and the proud mother of a wonderful son who, along with his beautiful wife, shares a passion for the Arts.
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