An Inspirational Inspiration

Often times in life, things just inspire you. Whether they inspire you to sing, or to dance, to paint, or to write, certain things just make you have that burning desire to "do." These things are often small, and in effect easily overlooked. Birds chirping, the wind blowing, the sun rising, rain falling; these can simply be everyday events to the average person, but for someone who has the innate gift of perception, they are immaculate gifts of inspiration. Life is inspiration in itself; you just have to know how to see it, how to hear it, and how to feel it. Slow dancing in city streets and sleeping amidst summer rain. Warm breezes and soft sounds, dim lights and soft touches; everything inspires.
When I write, it is never forced. When I write, it is because I have been inspired. Even if I never write for anyone to see, I write for me, because it is what I need. It is my outlet. Words are tools of captivation, and life is a tool of inspiration. To be able to intertwine the two is a gift that should never be forgotten, and never be but to rest. No words should be wasted, and complex wording does not have to exist in describing simple beauty. I sometimes just write in simple, incomplete sentences, just to describe the way I am feeling at that very moment in time. In this case, simple is often better, because the reader is able to feel what you are saying, not simply read it.
Inspiration comes in many forms, you just have to understand how to harness it and use it to your advantage. Keeping your senses open is the true key to thoughtful, insightful inspiration, and being yourself is the true key to thoughtful insight. Always sing like no one’s listening, dance like no one’s watching, and write like no one’s reading.