Afflatus

I stand there, poised, a statue, holding my paintbrush to my temple; waiting for the lightbulb of sentiment to wash over me. Then, like a distant star shooting across the cosmos, or an injection of adrenaline into an arrhythmic heart; my thoughts become as clear as a summers day. The canvas mirrors my minds picture, a time stamp of today; igniting an old flame whose embers Iong presumed dead. It is like time has ceased, I have reached the eye of the storm; my thoughts no longer an affliction of my mind. I coat with a deep turquoise, the colour of the Asian coastline. I build with an emerald green that coats the summer leaves.  I flavour with the purest white, like that of untouched snow. The sun leaps above the horizon, my nights work draws to a close; the fire of my heart dimming with the dawn. 03/02/2020 Pick a Title - Tristich Contest Sponsor: Edward Ibeh #Afflatus