In the rectangle
The world must come into being.
The whiteness stares at me with blankness
A void without form
Fear takes hold,
Falling into the abyss
Hands twist at the conscience
Stagnation of heart, mind and soul
Yearning for the infinite
Screaming out in despair.
– from The Canvas poem in my book,
Art , Soul & Destiny:
An Artist’s Journey from America to Provence