For When You Start to Give Up
Remember your accomplishments:
You’ve given life to paper.
Made universes from drops of ink.
Formed souls out of thin air.
Like how the body swirls the blood,
Inside of you swirls Enchantment,
The kind that only you can produce.
The kind that you have shown to produce time and time again.
Why not one more time?
Are you aware that
Through the glides of your pen
You are infinite
Imagination beats on
Storytellers never die