
Where there is a surface
a surface of ugly
the artist creates beauty from nothing
beauty that shows us something deeper
below the ordinary
a painting, a healing
where there was once only desire
for meaning in the swirl of the city
the idea is a seedling
planted in the mire
growing in a muddy mind, behind eyes so empty
wisdom is rising like the yeast of understanding
the work of art is like a flare
the artist like a sentry
showing us what we should be seeing…