For Mystics, Poets & Painters... Poem by DM W

For Mystics, Poets & Painters...



For mystics, there are no borders; only
A vast expanse of stars in the night skies.
For poets, there is no fixed reality;
Only dreams glittering in the moonlight.
For painters, vibrant forms and colours merge,
Like flesh, blood and bone in the birthing room.
They all undergo a creative surge;
From which a thousand blazing flowers bloom.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 16 September 2021

Absolutely true, dear Dominic and the reverse either. Thanks for sharing

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