image credit Tommy Stone
with ebon wings and gentle brush
takes canvas cold and blue
a softer blend that builds and builds
till sun flings up a brighter hue
and when the color catches fire
suddenly the artist free
takes flight no more to tire
soars high above the trees
they say the wind upholds their wings
but I would say it’s light
to rise above a silent pond
and join the morning flight
Such is the recipe for life – like an artists palette all mixed up but still beautiful – particularly liked ‘ebon wings’ – though had to Google the new word 😉