Jalaal accompanied his original blog with an absolutely gorgeous image - but I don't have access to it. Jalaal, please insert the image in a comment on this blog so that I can publish it with your work.
The canvas is the environment in
which she plays
The earth is her table gravity
cradle
This stops her from falling into
the devious pit of blue recollection like a mother who lost her child
The arms are gliding through the
atmosphere just like wings of a Unicorn set forth to Eden
Her paint brush fibres are her
hands hurdling towards your visual pleasure
Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle as she
manoeuvres smoothly across the ground from point to point
The force which is powering her
activeness is beginning to reach its climax
As the tempo raises to the
brightest of spectrum
Where the colouration takes you to
a cognitive status of lasting delight
The shade of lumination becomes unknown
to mankind
As your eyes transfix on this
cosmic power it is crying out to be named
Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle as she
enters the final stage of creation
Only then do you realise she is at
one with this mystic force
It is not long before you fall thud
on to your knees begging for more
Hence why she has completed you
As you yield in front of the
masterpiece
By Jalaal-Ud-Deen Patel
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