Praise to the life force that drives my imagination
That keeps me young
Despite my obligations
Whether it be with words or paint
I cherish my creations
Despite all of my critics and their interrogations
I don’t let it get to me and cause me my frustrations
I would rather wait on the applause and the loud standing ovations
It gives me my inner peace and is truly my salvation
That clears my mind and rids me of my harnessed agitation
It keeps me glued in wonder, with utmost admiration
It has its way to lure me in, grab hold my captivation
And sends me on a journey, to fulfill my lifelong aspirations