A painting

Illuminated in the shadows a painting
looks into my deepest wandering thoughts
it tastes my senses, connecting the dots
into a colour, a form in my head is growing

with shades full of astonishing wonderment
on my lips open a bit or a finger upon
it reads out of the panel, acknowledgment
in the glance upon my face is drawn

to belong, to have and to possess
lined with a canvas, bordered in oak
it never looks down giving it’s bless

and when from my exalting state I stoke
the fire in my heart and in my head no less
I’ll be warm and happy with each pencil stroke.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere
03/04/2015