On a cold wintry evening marked by clear skies
The image of a golden ball shines on the ocean
The young artist concentrates on the water
And keenly observes the changing colours
From bright yellow to deeper shades of orange
Every detail of which is reflected in the sea mirror
He notes the fading rays turn to deep red welts
Cutting across the darkening skies
And the new moon struggling slowly to rise
He soon picks up his brush and paints vigorously
He has to capture this special moment on his canvas
Before night falls or else this beautiful moment
A miracle of nature will fade into oblivion
Before night falls or else this beautiful moment A miracle of nature will fade into oblivion...............beautiful write by ingenuity with metaphors, i do enjoy portrayal of nature`s art being brushed up by paint of words of its bountiful miracles,10/10, thanks for sharing
Sandra, I saw the light! And how it shined. You paint with words inside my mind.
without the artist's reflective eye, life would be bereft of meaning….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The nature and an artist's view are beautifully captured in this words painting. Warm Regards Naseer