Is it enough to say

Is it enough to say

There is so much more

Than paint on canvas

We know so little

About what we see every day

Paintings are more than

A story

Older than history

I saw them form

Before my eyes

The intensity of your gaze

Brought them to life

The love of beauty

Drawn forth

Out of your heart

The paint responding

To your ministrations

Tenderly given

Artfully splashed

Over canvas

Stretched taught

Rigid with anticipation

No words were required

As a narrative

Developed

A story of its own making

Every time I see them now

They whisper

Another secret

From you to me

One day I may see them all

As you did

In your mind

From the beginning.