The priceless brush
Elegant tail hairs
of the snowy fox
Lay inert now lifeless
by the loyal inkstone
A spread of the purest white
sits ready
breathlessly exposed
Such a bridal Virgin
concealing tormented expectations
Awashed in ebony ink
deft silent brush
Twist at the inferno
Of dazzling white
It screams in muted plight
Peculiar dilutions
merged into forms
Every touch of stroke
becomes immersed gentle vision
A vista of captured memory
Captivates the observer
Rooted in audience to distant peaks,
Swirling clouds and mists
Hearts moved to melancholic tune
Carried away like swifts on gentle breezes
But still and fixed
Deep and light but ever entranced
Culminating in a panoramic journey within
Faced to face with the heavenly dragon
Hastens to lay the brush
A return to itself
Inert and lifeless
Tainted and completed
A priceless brush
~third_eye @SHaYAP©2012
Source: brush
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