Canvas

Before my eyes brilliant colour perfection Dancing gracefully in every direction The world of trees the art of nature Are simple reasons for a painter. The power mother nature can release Could make a painting a masterpiece A gallery of natures finest hues Enough to stir the most reluctant muse. Should mother nature tutor me in art My tree would show a living beating heart And should I save one single living tree My canvas would inspire the world to see Red, orange, yellow, green and brown Colours of beauty my brush would put down Bright and vibrant maple red and golden oak Living breathing with every brush stroke.