Within the thick of night his hand was full of sweep beneath the Muskan moon the artist quivered not Etching silver dollar stars the artist took a leap as he painted up the sky with orbs of sparkling dots
Celestial objects bright as light, a candle spark moonlight, starlight, airglow, all a work of art Applying white on black creating a celestial ark he mastered in the light with darkness off the chart
Tinted colorants of amber midnight grains of gold every brushstroke took him, to a journey home Van Gogh signatures and visions stories yet untold all night long he painted, from a sonic neo zone
Light to dark, with different distinction he played shadows with God's bric a brac Twas' a Masterpiece of fact and fiction Oh ! He really had the knack !