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The Canvas

post-the-canvasIn 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
Falling, falling
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