Paint
Swirling colors,
The image created.
A brush and paper,
Create thousands of words.
Though the masterpiece does not speak,
Nor has it eyes that see.
Like a black hole it sucks you in,
Then suddenly you're lost in a world of imagination.
When you touch the fragile image you can feel the story,
Breathing in its scents you can imagine the place.
Paint, though simple, can create worlds that you never knew were possible.
April Mexicano
1/11/06