A brush melds with canvas,

    releasing feelings so long oppressed.

    a ****** mess, a haunting duress, nature's caress…

A painting so vivid, lust for adventure intrepid,

    rushing streams, ambience in earful,

    why can't life be this beautiful?

Musicians play, painters paint,

    a journey to alternate reality so faint.

Escaping pollution and worldly restraint

    body and soul become twain,

    imagining what could have been.

Nature's figure, flawless, uncorrupted

Death, anointed and serene,

    portrayed in cascades, dissonant,

    by the marionette of dreams.