I have been trying to be creative
For so many, long days
I have tried playing, writing, drawing...
Tried to work in so many ways

Then I talked to you again
And my creative mind flowed
Thoughts pouring like rain
I felt so free and so endowed

I am blessed with this talent
I would dare to call it a Godsend
My gift is a blessing that I charish
Something few are able to transcend

I'm listening to your song
And I love the way it sounds
Ringing in my ears all day long
As my mind goes round and round

Each idea seems new and different
I smile at these melodies revisited
Each time my hands feel lent
By God Himself as if for His indulgence

Lovely and tranquil I feel now
As my hand floats across the paper
Each line comes together somehow
Each one seems to delicately taper

I feel replenished, your test passed
In the line of my writing again
I feel liberated from all transgretions past
And I know you hold me not in vain

As my artwork improves all the more
I feel my artistic mind working now
I hear you voice say it, as you have before,
And, in my mind, I take a silent bow.

I am back and better than ever
Will this feeling go away from me?
I know it will ebb, but never
Will it take flight from my mind and flee

The Book says to "make a joyful noise"
And in my glorious rebirthing
One that has only recently begun, I rejoice
I know I will continue hurting

But the artistic flow
From me will never go.