There it hangs on the wall
This vast canvas,
This vast canvas drawing me in,
Drawing me in,
Into the mind of the artist.
Or is it my impression of the artist?
What thoughts of his went into this work?
What thoughts of mine come out of it?
I sit in front of it and lose myself,
Lose myself into his mind,
Wondering what he was thinking.
My mind reaches out into his world,
His world of colour,
The colours that paint my mind.
Or is it that all I see in this work
Are the colours?
The colours of Orange and Yellow.