I find myself being filled with fire. This sensation that brings pure joy to my heart. I crave this feeling more than anything even though it's not always around.
That bliss moment of everything fitting together. How words flow to a page so easily. Or how a hand guides a pencil with no hesitation.
Music that plays the song our soul craves and nature gives us the day our emotions need. Projects finish themselves and what was once difficult is now simple.
Our muse is singing her sweet song and our hearts are open to the lyrics. We flow easily amongst the clouds as if the wind itself is holding us up.
This feeling is almost like it comes from the gods themselves. This is what we call inspiration.