A painting
Illuminated in the shadows a
painting
looks into my deepest
wandering thoughts
it tastes my senses,
connecting the dots
into a colour, a form in my
head is growing
with shades full of
astonishing wonderment
on my lips open a bit or a
finger upon
it reads out of the panel,
acknowledgment
in the glance upon my face is
drawn
to belong, to have and to
possess
lined with a canvas, bordered
in oak
it never looks down giving
it’s bless
and when from my exalting
state I stoke
the fire in my heart and in my
head no less
I’ll be warm and happy with
each pencil stroke.
© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere
03/04/2015
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