Poem by Monika Ajay Kaul
My Muse and My Creation…!!
My brush muddles over the canvas
as if my mind hypnotizes it , without me,
quirky perhaps, but that’s the way it moves.
My hand moves innately to the right spots,
building a new picture, a mosaic of colors;
the one I had never set my eyes before.
In this newly born illusory creation,
I can see a mirror of my own mind,
but something else too, I discern.
Through glassy-eyes, I see another muse;
as I play with colors, I feel closest to creator;
and I surmise..
A Creation.. Either.. Disclosing or Refraining..!!