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The Brush…. The Brush that is said to be used by God themself to paint life into existence The Brush that was passed through every being in this cosmos through the “Ether” From the Cavemen writing their quiet story onto the walls of some unknown cave From Aristotle in his Beautiful Thoughts to Da Vinci’s numerous Imaginations. From Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel to Galileo’s First Ever Telescope. From Newton’s never-ending quest to understand our world to The Poets who are able to express the inner thoughts of their Soul itself. From Photographers looking for that “Perfect Shot” to The Graceful Movements of a Dancer on a Quiet Stage. From a Scientist working in a Lab trying to find something that would explain it all to A Young child who is drawing what he thinks is the picture of God. The Brush, which is said to be the very tool that god used to paint the universe. The very Brush that was passed down by some of History’s greatest Personalities. The Brush that was within every peasant that had no mention anywhere at all… The Brush that existed deep within the beautiful minds and souls of all who walked this Earth And who knows how many more such planets beyond…. That Brush finally arrives to You…. The cycle doesn’t end here. No It has only just begun You too have the ability to use that very Brush. That Brush, which was named “Imagination” by some and “Creativity” by others. But no matter what it was named as… It still exists deep within your very soul…. It is now your time to realise its existence And use it to Paint wonders that this world has never seen before. Before it is passed down to another being not yet even born in some far-away place… Waiting to be realised once again….
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Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 12:30 PM UTC
The Brush
The Brush…. The Brush that is said to be used by God themself to paint life into existence The Brush that was passed through every being in this cosmos through the “Ether” From the Cavemen writing their quiet story onto the walls of some unknown cave From Aristotle in his Beautiful Thoughts to Da Vinci’s numerous Imaginations. From Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel to Galileo’s First Ever Telescope. From Newton’s never-ending quest to understand our world to The Poets who are able to express the inner thoughts of their Soul itself. From Photographers looking for that “Perfect Shot” to The Graceful Movements of a Dancer on a Quiet Stage. From a Scientist working in a Lab trying to find something that would explain it all to A Young child who is drawing what he thinks is the picture of God. The Brush, which is said to be the very tool that god used to paint the universe. The very Brush that was passed down by some of History’s greatest Personalities. The Brush that was within every peasant that had no mention anywhere at all… The Brush that existed deep within the beautiful minds and souls of all who walked this Earth And who knows how many more such planets beyond…. That Brush finally arrives to You…. The cycle doesn’t end here. No It has only just begun You too have the ability to use that very Brush. That Brush, which was named “Imagination” by some and “Creativity” by others. But no matter what it was named as… It still exists deep within your very soul…. It is now your time to realise its existence And use it to Paint wonders that this world has never seen before. Before it is passed down to another being not yet even born in some far-away place… Waiting to be realised once again….
This was a short poem that I wrote in August of 2025. This was inspired by a YouTube short that I can't remember now :/ I wanted to convey the beauty of the capacity for Imagination and Change that we possess. This is the First Poem that I have ever written, So I hope you liked it!
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Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 12:30 PM UTC
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