I have been tasked to cast a spell with words
A magic rune that evokes love or hate or tears
Entrancing moods that will enthrall when heard
If summoned wisely this hex soothes all fears
I know not where these brumes begin nor how
Between the heart and soul? perhaps or not
The darkest ocean depths will not allow
their secrets be known nor easily begot
Why would a lowly vessel be compelled
to write with glee obsessive lines of verse
The duress feeds the need closely held
My willy nilly mind bizarre, dispersed
will never know why I am bound to indite
The muse abides I now attempt no fight