What inspires you? You inspire me.

Ever have such overwhelming inspiration as to drown and feel unworthy of what's been given to you?

I don't know what to do.

Thank you;
-Cassidy Kohout

 

Inspiration from beauty and talent I've experienced,
But to listen to this woman, to see this woman-
Superlative talent, natural and cultivated
Technical ability, songwriting taste, aesthetic sense
Rhythm, sound and look;
What she represents, how she was created,
how many countless hours she's cultivated achievement;
Her inspiration is more than what I've known,
A cultural challenge to my inhabited world,
Sea of beauty accomplishment drowning me.
Before I've analyzed from a distance, circle and watch;
my views discovered or constructed women to adore;
But now, from first perception of her embedded in my brain,
A virtuoso woman, cadence resonanting so clearly with my own
My thoughts barely regard hers as alien, and so
Now integrated within me some welcome parasite
with purer intuition, integrity than the host will ever know.
No love or obsession, irrational binds to the mind;
She's freedom cast to my eyes now opening,
To worlds vibrant with perfect colors and textures
that my best attempts have only conjured highlights and hues;
Against her gifts I respond mediocre,
Overwhelmed sense of unworthy redundancy saturates me,
I one of many in a throng around our champion of validity.
How can my quality as an aesthetic being ever compare;
A woman, younger than me and more than I ever will be,
Regular triangles a mile apart,
yet one's shadow completely covering the other
As even its accolades and cheers and admirations,
of the distant being so similar to its own
can't begin to be heard,
across check-valve aether of glorious inspiration.