*Inspired by Painting (Alex Grey, 1998)
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When strokes illuminate an ordinary canvas
To expose the complexity beneath naked form and function,
A light from within can not be contained by any means of systems.
And the circular flaw of man is his passion for aesthetics;
For paint flows through his veins, and eyes interpret the rhythms
When his heart pumps this pleasure through the whole body.
While colors run together and pour off the palette,
The artist animates new creativity as observing eyes scrutinize
And look with helpless jealousy toward the august artist.
A vision even an audience of gods and demons can not corrupt
Inspires a connection deep into the artwork of man;
And only those who can not see the masterpiece are impressed
Because the artist’s abilities may be less perfect than his insight.
Yet still, the radiance of the intricate form
Distracts from frowning faces and the auguries of misfortune.
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