We continue creating
a picture with words
until at last
we become the master
of our canvas
always striving for
perfection.
always striving for perfection. Nicely said. Poet creating pictures with words for others to see. Thank you.
Whether we achieve perfection is a debated question, but we can always strive for it! An enjoyable write!
perfection might be utopia, but you come most close of achieving it. a very insightful write. :)
always striving for perfection.... nice poem..10 always with perfection with action and with lovely action
Lovely poem...We become the master of our canvas always striving for perfection....Beautiful write. Loved it.
You are already perfect Heather, I echo all the poets who have commented already... Siya_! !
How true! A wonderful poem, thank you for share! What a happiness for those who can became the masters of own canvas. For most of time I feel to be only its helpless slave. No matter how I mix the colors or how the brush would strike I can hardly paint the beauty that my eyes see, nor the bits of pains discovered in ugliness as in real life, often to find myself either lost inside trying to escape from image either trying to follow a dazzling connection which will slow its flow as soon as my pen touches the paper.
In that way, that you describe so well, we search for our inner cure and our bliss to share with the others. Thanks Poetess, very beautiful.
Yes, always striving for perfection. In a few words, you have drawn such a masterpiece that is almost perfect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And you are already perfect. You have so many lovely words for everybody. Love you