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Brush Strokes
By Reed Pelton
Life is like an elaborate painting.
Amazing things happening around you
Like when the brush hits the canvas just right.
Colors merging together
To create this magnificent masterpiece.
The joyous feeling you get
When everything is working out
Like how you pictured in your head.
But suddenly with one wrong brush stroke
Everything is ruined.
Disarray occurs,
Things are no longer meshing together
They way they should.
The colors are off,
The shapes are wrong.
One false move,
One wrong action, one wrong color,
And the masterpiece that is your life
Is utterly destroyed.
Is there any hope left?
Is there any way to fix this?
With life you cannot start anew
Like you can with a piece of art.
You can paint over,
You can cover,
The mistakes and the problems and the issues,
But you cannot just toss this canvas in the trash.
The magnificent piece of artwork
That is your life,
Cannot be thrown away.
It is too precious, too elaborate,
And it is the only one you will ever own.
You have to find a way to repair, to cover, to hide the mistake.
To keep on going on with that painting,
Trying not to break,
Not giving up
After one wrong brush stroke.
