ron parrish aka wordman

The Essence of You



With brush in hand

I stroke gently across the canvas

searching for the beauty I feel within

 

Trying to capture the essence of your beauty

but I feel inadequate to do you justice

but I continue painting

 

After a few moments

I can see your beauty as it

transforms from my mind

I can almost reach out and touch you

 

I can feel your heartbeat with mine

you come alive

you are my creation

the essence of my mind...

Comments2

  • Goldfinch60

    Beautiful artistic words Ron.

    Andy

  • L. B. Mek

    a good read, contemplative in tone with a wonderful flow..
    what would a creator be without a muse for inspiration
    even if that muse was created from hopeless desperation
    what matters most
    is the legacy of wonderful work
    it inspired to be created..



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