The Voice of the Masterpiece

You've drawn first the thing solely inside my ribcage,

you painted it with creativity and purpose,

applying balance and right color for my heart to beat again,

thank you for making me alive internally with my soul.

From one point to single stroke,

short or long, horizontal, vertical, and curve lines,

you completed my being with your patience and extraordinary effort,

from my feet up to my head, thanks for enliven me externally.

I'm jovial but sometimes downcast merely witnessing your expression,

astonished that it's the reciprocal of what being transported to my characteristics,

from my emotion and widely to my vivid surroundings,

completely astound at your strong personality.

Glint in your eyes were evident as you've shown me to the world,

they were overawe, you made the crowd speechless,

thank you for inspiring your fellowmen, you really deserve the title as "National Artist"

my heart was full of gratitude, thank you for being my artist while I'm your masterpiece.