Every once in a while

the mind runs dry.

It sometimes makes you cry.

But seeing others strive

makes me yearn to thrive.

It brings a monsoon

to my resourceful moon.

In the past it has been a show

that made the river flow

Or even a friend

who's support he will lend.

The inspiration that I so desired

has always come from those I've admired.

The source isn't important

What matters is that it brings the torrent.