Have you every just sat waiting for your muse to arrive? Staring at the screen, or perhaps looking for that perfect song that will touch a part of you so deep that it’ll be like a drill finding the water to fill the well; your thirst will be quenched and, if you're lucky, they'll be enough to share with the village.
Waiting, waiting for the words to come.

Remembering . . .

“I believe in the sun even when it is not shining, in love even when I am alone, and in God even when He is silent.” – Inscription found scratched in a wall in Germany by someone hiding from Nazi concentration camps. Lest We Forget.