Where there is a surface

a surface of ugly

the artist creates beauty from nothing

beauty that shows us something deeper

below the ordinary

a painting, a healing

where there was once only desire

for meaning in the swirl of the city

the idea is a seedling

planted in the mire

growing in a muddy mind, behind eyes so empty

wisdom is rising like the yeast of understanding

the work of art is like a flare

the artist like a sentry

showing us what we should be seeing…