Brush to the oil paint,
color to the canvas
gracefully and magically
making emptiness vanish.
The visions in the mind
manufacturing begins,
regurgitation of essence
spewing out from within.
The undoubted magic
materializes a bit later,
transformation of imagination
like an artistic translator.
The passion and ability
to make brilliance emerge,
from the mind to the hand
I am a conduit for the surge.
To try an explain what I see
I wouldn’t have the first clue,
It’s easier to piece it together
and then just show it to you.
Joseph Emerson
