It gives me strength to overcome adversity
It reminds me that I am loved
It stays on my mind day and night
The further I get from it, the weaker I am.

I wonder what it does when it's not with me
Possibly helping birds to fly in the morning
Or giving an artist one last chance at redemption
It makes others happy, and it is happy as well.

It's the light that guides me through the darkness
It's the warmth in the cold and rain
To calm the rage of the storm
Or send legions to war.

What's big is small, and what's small is big
And it is both and neither
Perfection nor the Void; it doesn't matter to me
For the world's secrets are encapsulated within it.

This Inspiration I speak of is not a thing
Not a place, not a word, not a problem
It is a person
And she exists eternally.