Ancient Art day to day

Even magnificance has the daily grind to endure.

I've been to misery's kitchen and licked the kettles clean.
I've been to the peaky mountaintop wrapped in rainbows
with a harp and a sword in my hand.
I'm ragged but tight;
Patchy, but bright;
Stringy, but I'll hang on.

May not be a perfect rendition of the poem by Maya Angelou.