Muse

On one of those usual days 
long time back
I happen to quantify
my existence, as it stood at
90% musings, 10% materiality
I recall my time spent  
researching, many different 
written words and voices
perspectives and characters
filtered, determined to see
myself outlined
at least in my mind
and I did find them, who 
happen to inspire me
mentored me
in my becoming
outlines forming
one "realized thought" a time..

But then you came along
all at once and 
for the first time 
something happen to touch 
an unknown, and I thought
is this what they call a soul?
As if some otherworldly portal
got unlocked
I racked my mind, the outlines
trying to express
this overwhelming emotion
and found none
this unnamed shape of my existence,
a mix of serendipity, calling and belonging
above all, a sense of gratitude
for saving me 
from the monotony of the routine!

P.S. 

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