The simple change in the order of words creates and entirely new meaning. Do you look at inspiration as something intrinsically within you, or something that comes from the outside, knocking on you from time to time. Or maybe both...
When I look at this image, I see power. I see the power of the wind pressing against her, and yet only her (the leaves remain unruffled on the forest floor) I see strength and determination in her eyes and poise... and purpose in her movements.
How does inspiration feel when it infuses you? Do you truly let yourself go to the power of your muse, or engage in friendly conversation?
Take a moment to reflect on this. Let your mind wander. See where this creative inspiration takes you.