The Old Guitarist by Pablo Picasso
A painting Wordless, lifeless, dead Brings life To the downtrodden The poor, the weary, the one who dies To find silent peace Beneath the brush Serenity discovered Under the comforting eye Of a artist, a painter Who hides the darkness Under the light The discouragement Under the motivation The dread Under the faith The crude Beneath amazing grace Grace that sustains The artist With life that guides The creative way Toward art That craves Imagination and insight Into a breath Of passionate praise With a splatter Of the brush Comes love
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