Creativity is a distilled inkdrop,
Straight from the mind, it drips
Onto an artist’s canvas.
Where it falls in splotches,
Creativity brings bursts of ingenuity.
The comfort of unbroken black, then,
Is the colored wash of continuous fortune.
Purified, refined, streaming from an
Author’s mind, this Creativity
Flows onward, ebbs and wanes
Like the tides.
Flow cannot be halted, only
Temporarily stopped, but even
That will tax the soul of those who try,
Creativity, the distilled inkdrop,
A glittering serum of everlasting