Synonyms: genius,expert, master, artist, prodigy…etc.

I am, because I can.

Nothing escapes me.

My inspirations ran,

As vast as the sea.

It spills from my hands,

My soul thriving.

The world demands,

For others to climb;

But only I will be striving.

Nothing defeats.

I conquer.

I create time.

Dishonor,

Is not for the elites.

…

I was trying to think in the mindset of someone who is a master of their craft. It was difficult to put it into a poem that rhymes…

Rereading through my poem I thought of my teenage years…when I swam. People say that you are a master when you have done it for 7 years…I did it for…15 years. But now looking back, I feel like I never reached that level of Master.

I was not a prodigy or a virtuoso…but as an athlete you had to have that mindset. That you were the top; that you were the one to set things in motion.

I miss that feeling…

I tried to capture that determined feeling in this art. When I look at it it does remind me of that feeling I desperately miss.