The Artist

He cannot orchestrate
the entranced colors,
nor discard
the thing that makes him try.
He is inhabited by the cosmos
and all of his creations
becomes all of his children.

~ by Aquatic Poetry on January 30, 2011.

One Response to “The Artist”

  1. Oh, how true this is! They are one’s children and we can be Proud of them at times, as well as discouraged by their behaviour! Writer’s are Artists of words and our paintings scream just as loudly as the those whose tools are brush and paint! Nice verse, sweetie!!!

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