The blue canvas,which I see
Looking out of the window
Full of white strokes
Which changes from time to time
Sometimes long strokes, like done hastily.
At other times, like herd
Of sheep grazing
Or at times,like a castle or palace
Many a time,the canvas is empty
Makes me think,the artist is not in mood to paint
But that sheer blueness is pleasing to watch
Really makes my mind calm....
The canvas is always there,
Giving new thoughts each and every moment....
Looking out of the window
Full of white strokes
Which changes from time to time
Sometimes long strokes, like done hastily.
At other times, like herd
Of sheep grazing
Or at times,like a castle or palace
Many a time,the canvas is empty
Makes me think,the artist is not in mood to paint
But that sheer blueness is pleasing to watch
Really makes my mind calm....
The canvas is always there,
Giving new thoughts each and every moment....
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