The Whisperers Poem by Helen Crutchett

They are the weavers of daydreams
The gypsies of your enquiring mind
Leading you on paths to worlds unknown
Sending your thoughts to heavenly heights
Lighting within you eternal flames
They fly to the moon on angels wings
To gather the moondust of ideas
Where seeds of creativity grow
In fragrant rainbow gardens of peace
They dazzle your eyes with glorious visions
Until immersed and swimming freely
In the sea of beauty, beyond a poet's imagination
They are the eternal dreamers since time began
The gentle whisperers deep within your writer's soul
The unwritten words within you
Awaken to their caresses
The kisses from the muse you serve ~