Saturday, July 1, 2017
Of a Painter's Love
It was a gorgeous day with the sun casting a purple hew on sand and water
What struck the rays that it became a purple paradise?
Somewhere where the sun meets the horizons
And the sands tingle with waters
Those pearls that lay on the enraptured sand must surely be
the nuggets of beauty that washed ashore
in a tidal wave
They cast a perfect setting to an almost empty canvas
No, it is not an empty canvas
But an undisturbed virgin rendition
Of a painter's love for all things sacred!