I Must Continue with the Painting

I’ve never seen the picture before, but I must continue.

I am not the artist, but each action I take contributes.

No one has seen the final masterpiece, but I know it will be great.

I do not understand the process of the art, but I must continue.

Each day adds color to another part as the lines solidify.

The artist watches from above but I do not always see.

Not always does the painting go my way, but I must continue.

I know that in the end, the picture with be beautiful,

But every day my hand tires and I struggle to paint a little more.

Sometimes I cannot find the lines to follow, but I must continue.

Looking from where I am I cannot comprehend the complexity.

But where I falter, the artist takes my hand and guides my through.

Sometimes I feel that I am lost without hope, but I must continue.

Completing each stroke to bring me a little closer to that hope,

And a little closer to the artist watching and teaching me.

Even though I will be weary in the end, still I will continue.

The picture will never be complete until the artist says it is.

And until that day the pieces do not makes sense to me.

I must trust and continue painting, following the artist.