I am a paintbrush,

tangible and present yet I can create masterpieces,

that only exist in my mind.

I am gentle and delicate as I glide across my canvas; my life.

I am light at heart as I am at hand

I am willing to make “mistakes” because they add to the beauty of it all.

I am capable of letting go of the past as I wash away faded pigments.

I guide each stroke with a hopeful flick in hand, as I form paths with the colors of my soul.

I create life with each movement of my being.

I dab optimistic colors when the canvas grows dull.

I bring various shades of black and white, to add a blend.

But when black consumes all colors, white masks the darkness of life.

Creating a balance of gray, is the peace within.

I tend to absorb bright colors naturally; gleaming.

 I never limit myself, for the canvas can always be manipulated.

I try new mediums in this art to create uniqueness and chance.

I support creations within peoples minds, as they develop.

I am able to hold a voice to those left unspoken.

For I am crafted with love and care.

You may brush me off and not see my significance

but once you see the beauty I can create

you will think again my dear.

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