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Which is better?
Sister Doubt still has hold over me....

Here stands Humility,

Forever caught between her warring siblings, Pride, and Doubt.

Humility is the sister in the middle, our peace maker.

She is the humble tether, our aspiration to be better.

I had spent decades too fearful to draw.

Dancing with Doubt had me sure I would fail all that I loved,

Until last year, I grasped the hands of someone new,

I didn't know who she was, but I had nothing left to lose.

So I pulled Humility close,

and she revealed to me her book of hope.
It contained every melancholy moment in my history.

A novel of sorrow, wherein I was my own worst enemy.

I then fell upon pages of the present,

Its words within, like soothing whispers to my ear:

A heart heavy with dread,

Need not be a burden of lead.

Even mournful memories are made sweet,

When you can build beauty out of the bleak.

Saturating those pages with tears of relief,

Humility is the one who showed me,

It doesn't matter what I lack in self-belief,

To find my way back to art,

All I had to do, was pick up a pencil and start.

So, she guided me while I tentatively drew my first rose,

And one year later,

We're filling blank pages with the destiny we chose.

Through Humility, I found my way back to Art.

And nothing will ever tear us apart.

Among these pages we now play.

Exploring wild worlds of wonder and contrast.

Every picture, a portal.

Within our book of hope,

Is a universe, infinite, and immortal.

__________
If that wasn't too much already.....

1st Poem edition.
Our history books are ripped and forlorn,
Humilty's whispers of doubt had me wrapped in decades of thorns.
Once my biggest rival,
She is now the key to my survival.

Together with gentle strokes,
We are learning to dance in the darkness, and laugh in the light.
Let's caress these blank pages of hope,
and draw wild worlds of wonder and contrast.

Our tears of joy drown the embers our enemies,
and our petals of peace sing songs of serenity.
Through Humility, I've found my way back to Art.
And the three of us, will never again be torn apart.

Drawn during my birthday week in Aug 2022, to celebrate my one year anniversary with Art.

Description

Which is better?
Sister Doubt still has hold over me....

Here stands Humility,

Forever caught between her warring siblings, Pride, and Doubt.

Humility is the sister in the middle, our peace maker.

She is the humble tether, our aspiration to be better.

I had spent decades too fearful to draw.

Dancing with Doubt had me sure I would fail all that I loved,

Until last year, I grasped the hands of someone new,

I didn't know who she was, but I had nothing left to lose.

So I pulled Humility close,

and she revealed to me her book of hope.
It contained every melancholy moment in my history.

A novel of sorrow, wherein I was my own worst enemy.

I then fell upon pages of the present,

Its words within, like soothing whispers to my ear:

A heart heavy with dread,

Need not be a burden of lead.

Even mournful memories are made sweet,

When you can build beauty out of the bleak.

Saturating those pages with tears of relief,

Humility is the one who showed me,

It doesn't matter what I lack in self-belief,

To find my way back to art,

All I had to do, was pick up a pencil and start.

So, she guided me while I tentatively drew my first rose,

And one year later,

We're filling blank pages with the destiny we chose.

Through Humility, I found my way back to Art.

And nothing will ever tear us apart.

Among these pages we now play.

Exploring wild worlds of wonder and contrast.

Every picture, a portal.

Within our book of hope,

Is a universe, infinite, and immortal.

__________
If that wasn't too much already.....

1st Poem edition.
Our history books are ripped and forlorn,
Humilty's whispers of doubt had me wrapped in decades of thorns.
Once my biggest rival,
She is now the key to my survival.

Together with gentle strokes,
We are learning to dance in the darkness, and laugh in the light.
Let's caress these blank pages of hope,
and draw wild worlds of wonder and contrast.

Our tears of joy drown the embers our enemies,
and our petals of peace sing songs of serenity.
Through Humility, I've found my way back to Art.
And the three of us, will never again be torn apart.

Drawn during my birthday week in Aug 2022, to celebrate my one year anniversary with Art.