Nothing is more daunting

Than a plain white page

Nothing more refreshing

Than a plain white canvas


Words waiting to be penned

Strokes waiting to be painted

Ideas on the brink of overflowing

Hesitations bringing it all down


A fear like no other

A fear not of failure

But of performing less than before

A fear worst than most others


Two fears blend into one soon

Judgement and not being perfect

Two fears blend into one as the pen is poised

Two fears to overcome as the brush spills


Each time that plain paper is inked

Each time that plain canvas coloured

My soul calms down

My soul replenishes, fears set aside for now…