Beautiful Mind

RIding on Amtrak I decided to write what happened

“Beauty Is Everywhere; One Just Has To Look”

 

Black canvas before me

A yellow circle appears

Yet, disappears in the blink of an eye

Too fast for my eyes to register

Yet, the image is burned into my mind

A blue streak passes before me

The hue of a watery wonder

Leaving its mark on my once blank mind

A green streak

Like spring in full swing

Red, Purple, Pink,

Streaks, Stills, Smears,

All passing my widened eyes

Painting my mind with color

I gather each thought

Each lone memory of color

And mesh them together

Which I project onto the black canvas

Me, the painter

My brush, my mind

Me alone, envisioning the beautiful scene

The wonderful mural I have created

Fills me with joy and happiness

I stare at my creation

As the black canvas housing my mural

Slowly disappears

And the sun rises

The light of the new morning creeps as dawn ascends

Casting away the darkness that was my canvas

I lean back in my chair

Feel the rocking of the train and close my eyes

A smile tugging at my lips

With peace of mind I drift back to my mural

And immerse myself once again in its beauty