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
