My Life's Inspiration

When I think of what inspires me 

I think of the small paper ticket pinned on my board 

With the capitalized words “BILLY JOEL” in the center.

When I think of what inspires me 

I think of the poster by my bed 

Containing a group of young men carrying a wise one in celebration

Three words floating above them, “Dead Poets Society”.

When I think of what inspires me 

I think of the old instrument in my living room

Imperfectly perfect, out of tune

But lovely sounds always produced.

When I think of what inspires me

I think of the train whistling outside my window

Always traveling, seeing new sights 

Giving others the ability to see them too.

When I think of what inspires me 

I think of hearts

Constantly fascinated at the various emotions one can feel at once 

One beating organ, keeping people alive, but also can make them want to no longer.

When I think about hearts

I think of how Robin Williams’s felt

How it made him feel happy, comedic, loving, alive

But also dejected.

When I think about hearts, I think of my own

How it makes me feel hopeful, yet doubtful, fulfilled but sometimes empty

But the emotion I feel the most is my curiosity.

When I think about my curiosity

I picture the night sky

Looking up and wondering, are there other worlds out there?

When I think of space

I think about the possibility of another being out there

Like me 

Looking at a star, without knowing how much life it contains

That it’s not just another freckle on the sky’s cheeks.

When I think of that other being

I wonder if it feels like I do

Has an object in them that makes them feel, or wonder

If there’s more for them than seemingly provided

When I think of that other being

I wonder if they feel like that talented man did

Full but empty

Everything but nothing.

When I think of possibilities as such,

I think of what inspires me.

Opportunities that are given to me or could be had

People that were everything

But didn’t believe that fact.

When I think of what inspires me

I think of how big the universe is

And how little we know of it.

How life is short, and life-changing opportunities shouldn’t be passed up on

To carry on legacies similar to those that mean a lot to me

I think of the stars in the sky that are more than just stars.

I think of hearts, and how mine is telling me to follow my dreams.

When I think of life itself

I think of inspiration.