A spark within the artist’s hand
Becomes a fire no night can stand
It burns beyond the praise of men
A light that lifts the soul again
The world may chill the voices fade
Yet flow recalls the path you made
Each moment lost in pure design
Becomes eternal bright divine
No crown can weigh no gold can buy
The blaze that keeps the spirit high
It shines in silence fierce and true
A fire the ages can renew
Success is not in wealth or fame
But how you keep the inner flame
For every flow that lights your sky
Ensures your soul will never die