The artist is constantly tortured
By the fear of losing life
Whether it is the loss of his or her own life
Or the loss of a moment...

The artist is only satisfied
When something meaningful is captured
A moment, a mood,the fleeting brilliance of sunrise
Or the shine of light on a beautiful woman

Such things manifest
And then, they are gone

The artist feels loss deeply
And wishes to hold fast
To the transient wonder of life

The artist counters death
By capturing life while he or she can

And thus the artist lives
Beyond death