Sometimes life gets messy.
Sometimes we or others make choices
that result in a confusing muddle of
colors that bleed into each other causing a stifling inability to see clearly.
A messiness that leads us to conceal the outcome
for fear that others will judge the way we handled the paint.
And at other times
we get it right,
the medium flows
our life art is beautiful and vibrant,
a masterpiece that we gladly share with the world.
But, have you noticed
when you look back
or a decade later
your masterpieces seem less significant?
It is then, and only then
when all of life's canvases
are fully exposed,
the imperfect works
created from tattered brushes scrubbing at
struggle, pain, confusion, and growth
reveal to be life's most magnificent
works of all.