A mis musas(1)

The speaker is addressing their followers and reciting a poem they wrote to their muses. They talk about their intention to find their muses, but they always seem to pass by without stopping. The speaker mentions that it's not that the muses don't want to stop, but their laziness sends them flying. The speaker considers their muses to be their solitude and distance, and they believe that the universe sends them many muses. They invite their muses to rest in their lap, stating that they have all the time for them. Finally, they express their love for their muses and hope for reciprocation. Bueno, buenas tardes queridos seguidores de Poetas del Pueblo. Un rato más con ustedes para recitarles una poesía de mi autoría que acabo de escribirle a mis musas. Salgo con la intención de encontrar a mis musas, y volátiles, como siempre, pasan de mí sin parar. No es que no quieran parar, es que mi pereza les manda a volar. Musas, queridas mías y vosotros, soy mi soledad, soy mi distancia, sin límites, soy mi encuentro sin fin. Es el universo el que me manda muchas musas para mí. Cabejaros en mi regazo, tengo todo el tiempo para ti, musas. Si tú me quieres, yo también te quiero a ti.