Pièce de Résistance

 

Picking up the brush

Looking at an empty canvas

The endless possibilities

They say the only limit

Is your imagination

 

Trying to reach perfection

The Pièce de Résistance

So close, yet so far away

In between lies

The accidental mistakes

 

A wrong stroke here

An ink spill there

A zigzagged line here

But in the end

Nothing really matters

 

To think it's imperfect

Is but a perspective

In the eye of the beholder

The mistakes create

The Pièce de Résistance