The dance of the river gush
Bearing with grace
A facade to thought
Demanding the plays of the mind
And commanding the attention of the foe
For the melody travels down thw abyss,
Where the soul is gleaming
Canvas of novelty,
Where artistry is born,
And blossoms into a pillar of thought.
Of rebellious temper, sweet optimistic truth
Thay says to innovate is to break barriers
Not just of one mind but of many
A seed of knowledge is planted
A seed that will grow
Into a tree born of inquisitive will.
Making it as the basis for
The dwelling of abstraction
Fundamental in complexity
Yet in solitude within the masses.
Orchestrated medley of chaos,
Lucid, but disorganized several ideas competing for dominance –
The very definition of disarray
Yet on further examination the reader realizes that this,
Expression free of structural restrain,
Is in the true spirit of coherent.
Demanding the courage to endure,
Eternity in the prison of flow,
In the prison of artistry,
In the prison of knowledge,
The strength, forbearance to withhold,
To the patience to unite these entities in spite of it all.
Painting by Derek Magill