The Act of Creation

You asked me how long it took
to create this masterpiece;
I had no stopwatch,
and in any case time stood still.
Eons of experience
an eternity of stimuli
producing an ion to
push my production
to its conclusion.
Given the limitation of
materials of expression,
a brain percolation
which brews to its own formula
and manipulates a finger slave
who chants—use me!
An inspired connection
from the fifth dimension
that only requires you
to be spiritually ready
and emotionally receptive.
The only doubt is
that you are the translator-interpreter,
not the originator.
That you are being used.
That you are a siphon for this divine surge.
Be intuitive.
You are blessed.