There I was transported,
Transported by a magnificent painting,
A painting by my favourite artist,
The actual painting.
It was real,
Or was I dreaming?
No it was real!
I looked and was drawn into it,
Such detail,
Such life,
Such beauty.
The more I looked,
The more I saw.
I became part of the image,
And there I was,
I was with my artist,
I was with William Holman Hunt.