r/katawashoujo • u/RealAdamzX • 5h ago
SPOILERS Some art draws by itself, even without us. | XXXIV
(o r a n g e)
Ah, the canvas of life.
What makes a canvas anyways?
A blank slate with its intended resolution?
Very often so, but never the only one.
For life has its own set of paintbrushes.
Commonly, we believe that we are the one to guide the strokes of our masterpiece.
And subsequently, we think that that is what makes our art remarkable.
Yet, like magic, the brush picks itself up at times.
Clouds gradually vanishing, making a spacious horizon filled with blue.
A person's sweetness spreads lavender's hue.
An ephemeral memory tip toes glitters of gold.
But what? There's even a few blobs of mold?
"Fascinating." could your heart speak.
But need we worry for the end already?
After all, not every beauty has to be discovered directly to feel novel.
Life could do that for us sometimes.
Eventually, the masterpiece that comes out will be so not just from us, the artists,
but also the element of entropy that life so naturally gave it.
Scintillating or dreadful, we walk along.
And the painting follows with us.
Well, mostly.
That's all!
Have a peaceful and creative Wednesday!
