Influencer
I walked ruthlessly through the hall with a slight ringing in my ears
It was as if I was being pushed and pushed to meet my final destination
My muse, my mentor was reaching near
I could not stand it for another minute, being so close to the thing that drove me to this place
I never thought I would be this close to it
I never thought I would have the chance to meet it
An image that captivated my every dream and pushed me to be where I am at this moment
I had never felt anything like this, such an electricity with an inanimate object
As I was reaching the end of the hall the ringing grew deafening
Every color around me fainted grey and all I could see was the beauty in front of me
I finally saw it, the pure delicacy of the cool tones mixed together, dancing an intricate dance
There was a state of euphoria instilled in me that could not be whisked away
I had at last met my match with these water lilies
And I don’t think anything else has persuaded me to this day as that painting has
to travel miles and come close with new opportunities, as these lilies have.
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