Inspiration is in the chaos not order
As it is easier to find gold in the random
And discovering flowers rising up from mud
Nobody knows how creativity grows or nurtured
It takes a lot of courage and faith - in oneself
To start --- to make, something amazing
A dare, a test --- do we have the guts to try?
In its core, it's a reflection of ourselves
It is an individual journey, often very lonely
It challenges what we are capable to explore
To learn something new - even at our golden age
A gift just in the nick of time, a surprise
Never occurred to us within our prime
One of our best life's work, a labor of love
That in turn, works best shared with others
