You are my muse, my sacred muse.  You are the one who inspires me with visions nad sends my spirit through to the other side.  For long I have denied you primacy -- left myself without you; berift of your help and tried to go it alone.  I see you.  I see you within me.  I see you without me.  I try to find you to find your spark.  I am the wind and you are an eagle cavorting within my spirals.  I see you and I wish I felt you.  Touched you.  COuld hear from you.  Could find you.  I have lost.