Inspiration
Desperation
Clawing for something to grasp
Hands come up empty
Mind barren
Falling into the grip of darkness
Trapped in abdication
Feeling the powerlessness
But with some hope, begins to fly like a heron
Hope begins to be plenty
Like coming out of water, finding air to gasp
Inspiration
Fueling the fires of imagination, determination
Giving hope to see the sun rise
To feel alive
Creating works that inspire
Moving pictures and hearts
Making its mark
All it takes is a spark to ignite a flame
And there hearts will burn with Creation
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