Painting
by Paul Purdayhttps://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/PaulPurdayPaintings?ref=seller-platform-mcnav
When I paint, I visualise a scene
Usually in summer and towards evening
Where warmer colours live and have been
Burned through the paper as the day is leaving
Mountains soar the paper's height, the air
Filled with clouds and mistiness, undulating
As if to hide the peaks that need repair
Worn from millenniums. My brush creating
New pleasing mountain shapes everywhere…..
The painting would a narrow window show
A few degrees of view that has excluded
Massive territories, and eyes forgo
The other scenes that might have been included
My narrow view of heaven would not be
A place that I imagined in my wonderment
Clouds and golden streets my mind would see
And fields, valleys, mountains in my measurement
As though a product of my artistry…..
Realms unknown, and dazzling colours will
Be more than human minds and eyes are seeing
Heavenly hosts unnumbered there will fill
And sacred brushes paint with joy their being
Infinity and things beyond will show
A Lamb upon a Throne with light surrounding
All eyes on Him, supernal praise will flow
And Love eternal in all hearts abounding
The only picture at this time, we know……
