Painting
written by: Rakind Kaur
@khwabgah
the dry pigment
the flow of water
the caress of paint brush
on an empty canvas
slowly picking the beat
with the rhythm of an idea
formulating a picture
with vivid imagination
can you hear it yet?
it’s the song of creation.
I'm an artistic soul that can't quite live without exploring all expects of art. I'd probably die painting in my garden. I've been that way since I was born. Passionately in love with nature, trying to find ways to express it. Poetry spills out with breath from me and I can't look at even trash without admiring its aesthetic. If you ever spot me anywhere, I promise you'll find me either laughing or lost in beauty that no one's yet spotted.
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