Master of An Art
Mastering an art,
means jostling with it day and night,
when you began with it,
you often you thought you were doing right,
but as yet solution was not in sight,
you knew there and then that you were not right,
you looked for solutions to the petty,
before you began back for the ship on the jetty,
that screw would be inside,
and only with that driver besides,
you learnt it for life,
and you began your next dive,
you dove,drowned and swam,
till you had learnt all screws and drivers,
you even could correlate,
and found new ways,
of doing it in least possible time,
and now you are there,
master here,
and everywhere.
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