Brighter Horizons (a poem of Great inspiration)
There will be sun lit days...far out on the horizon, pleasing to the eye,
These are the times...visions keen, merging with ocean, a golden sky.
Generous, the flecks of sun light, bathing, to well coat, the coastal lands,
At last, escaping the farthest scope...to leave red, orange, yellow bands.
The discerning artist, with brush in hand, does spread the redding stains,
Yellow ochre, next in store...to blend and bind the mood, its finest grains.
Never to capture the sun's real tones...yet a likeness, in its dimensions,
Wide ocean, its shores, he then implores...his presentation, its depiction.
The canvas as a carbon likeness.. re-born, the majesty from skylight to cloth,
Smoothly formed shapes, radiant colors emerge...all darkness, to so purge,
Brilliance...the vivid rendition...displayed, is so conveyed, in real time shown,
Every stroke.. splashing surf, watery reflections, mirrored, sunset or the dawn.
The artist's palette, neatly stored rainbow colored capsules, their coloration,
Applied in kind, upon the page,,,as bright actors on the stage, a grand ovation.
Radiant, sparkling, dazzling to the sight, in their resplendence...our acclamation.
A majestic voicing, as in symphonic jubilation...wonderfully painted orchestration.
Brightest horizons...conveyed upon a shell of white...as a euphoric demonstration,
By those dual hands...that of the artist, guided by the hand of God, as procreation.
A proof...most positive statement of promise...this beautiful world, forever to exist,
Watched over by celestial guardians, the sun and moon...His creation, to persist.
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