Determination in the desert of inspiration
Drives forward that artistic spirit, poets
Pushing onward past succulents, cacti
Like spiky gods with hallucinogenic eyes
Staring through dusty winds; the journey.
For all the efforts expended there lies reward
In the travelling, the push to express, be
Recognised and do all despite those dire
Afflictions of body and mind that came before,
Still here, now a driver rather than a dry limiter.