There is a girl that lives in all
She is the mystic Muse
In many guises she arrives
And will not be refused
She takes your hand, enters your mind
Manifests through the arts
Everywhere she will appear
And triumphantly departs
She is human yet she is not
Ethereal and solid is she
A thought, a face, a place, a thing
She has been seen to be a he
The Muse is subtle in her power
Her presence makes you whole
Art has come to know her well
She is the Artists Soul












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