The ability of another to see who you really are.
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White canvas stretched taut across the frame
Displayed on easel in empty room.
Left unattended on a dreary day
while artists seeks that creative spark;
elusive inspiration now curiously hiding.
Blank surface remains clear and unblemished
Calling of master’s brush to touch its face.
Nothing begun, nothing imagined,
Silently standing with air of nonchalance
While pallet sits idle among vessels of paint.
Comrade drawn through open door
Envisions contours, color and shape;
A visage depicted in perfect form.
Daubing his brush in fleshly tints
Keen strokes bring life to canvas weave.
Adding last touch to character likeness
Comrade unveils his masterful work.
Steps of artist brings self discovery.
Gazing at his canvas no longer blank,
Sees his own portrait– a true reflection.
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