A tree silhouetted against
The silver winter sky
And setting crimson Sun
On the canvas of consciousness
An exalting sight
The impatient artist
Then moved the screen
Lo, the black night dawned
Speckled with a million dots
He then packed his palette
Left the place
Leaving me the lamp-boy
In my aloneness
To light the canvas
Throughout the night
Human being - one of His creations is like the lamp boy trying to shed some glow on the canvas of consciousness. He, The Impatient Artist works as he pleases. Beautiful imagination neatly presented. Thank you.
Its great. You made your words the paints smeared by the the pen which you transformed into a brush....
A work that invites you in and does not fail to deliver Lamp-boy. A good write! RAB
So beautifully depicted an intensive poem I like most. Thanks for sharing.. 10
A beautiful poem painted with artistic hands. Beautiful conclusion of poem with picture relevant to poem. Loved reading it.
The magnificence and grandeur of God is truly reflected in the sublime way that He paints the earth with his time-brush. A graceful poem laced with poise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem.really enjoyed. Thank you