Seminal

 

A fertile mind of original thought made manifest

in colours and shapes from which nature cannot escape

In those creative crevices seeds are born

whose fruit soars above the expectations of all

These artists own ideas held in minds

which are hallowed caves where beauty lies

Chaos lives here too for little can obstruct

what has been given life

Dreams of both day and night merge

with excitment and anticipation

Skills of natural talent are the components of their final effort

The beholder knows not from where it came nor can peer inside the brain

Only mesmerised by its form and shape and sound and innate splendour

Through pen, paper, fabric, canvas and instruments

we are constantly enthralled