etchings

it just wrote itself.. at 3 o clock at night :)

An artist – some say – merely
paints a picture - an apt observation.
Others may – if they so desire –
think he paints out his mind,
etches his soul onto white
canvas, which thus blooms,
vibrant, with depiction of a
Life.
Likewise, I, sit here with a
pen in my grasp, struggling
to come up with something,
words to solidify what I feel.
I think back to the last
time I saw you smile,
heard your voice, felt
alive and try to think of some
way to pour all of
myself onto the canvas of your
Soul.