Ink, Clock, and Life

Ink has stopped flowing from the pen,

the clock has stopped ticking, 

haze has covered the shining sun,

the red rose looks pale,

the moon in the night sky has lost its glitter,  events lack inspiration,

but this too will pass soon,

for the ink has to flow again,

the pen has to write again,

the clock has to tick again,

and life has to be lived again…