the canvas is now ours to paint
free broken from the ancient frame
the culmination of our artifice
the past, devoid of all the wisdom
we alone have held
we can create on earth our perfect bliss
and so we drip our reds and blues
across our vision’s field
and sling the paint onto the walls and shelves
this has to be a masterpiece
for it’s made in our time –
the best of times – by us:
the best of selves
To share is human:
Splendid 👏🏻