The bristles swayed softly in the breeze.

While the canvas was so bare,

her mind was running free.

There it is! A spark!

She reached out to grab it and pull it close.

On this new adventure she would embark.

Colors splashed onto the canvas so white,

the picture drawing itself together,

as with the brush, she tried to imitate light.

There it was! It's already done.

All too soon, the feelings gone.

The feeling never lingers.