Masters Of Their Own Art Poem by Rohan Bendre
Masters Of Their Own Art
never ask brush
how he painted painting
brush will say to look at scenic beauty in painting
never ask sword how many people you killed
sword will say it's not me it is master who orders me
never ask magician how he did trick
he will say i did not did it but your lack of concentration did it
never quiestion any body because everybody is master in thier own art
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