In the depths of a creative night,
Where shadows dance and dreams take flight,
A mind once vibrant, now stands still,
Yearning for that elusive thrill.
But in the quiet, whispers gleam,
Tiny sparks that light the dream,
A note, a hue, a fleeting thought,
Inspiration, so dearly sought.
Embrace these moments, small yet bright,
They guide you through the darkest night,
For brilliance lies in every spark,
A masterpiece within the dark.more