Shame my secrets had already told itself.
Pity me!
Exposed to the sun in a minute; While in the wild at the back of my shades-on.
Standing still i see a shadow to follow my lead thereby to stand by me.
A rival i trust to count my steps, likely my moves matches; Way below my foot.
It took me time to understand my water lilies, I had planted them for the pleasure of it; I grew them without ever to thinking of painting them.
~Claude Monet