While the north wind blows this night,
I settle in picking up neglected brushes
and the dance of emotion begins.
Pigments of cream, peach and saffron,
the pallet of choice this chilly night
take life upon a deep green sky.
It takes a life of its own this night,
warming this soul while I create
and allow brushes and paint to flow.
Spattering the canvas with stars,
Gardenias float thru the galaxy
on this cold winters night.