Life On Canvas

Each line has a life As it glides across canvas, Creating a world Of its own. Every stroke of the brush An extension of soul, As the artist selects The next tone. The blending of colors, The depth of the shade. Shadows suggest The unknown. There is softness and texture, Warmth to be felt. A heart that should not Be alone. It's a child that reaches For love and affection, Crawling until It can stand. Constantly changing From its conception, Until the last stroke Of the hand.