We can't deny the signs clearly showing the times are changing
Floods rise and comets fly
Is this the end?
Is judgment night?
Drawing lines and colours true and fair
I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes,
That's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force
Some would call divine
A gifted man, but I know
There is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn
when I touch it
I've been to foreign lands
In north and south where legends dwell
But perfect harmony
Remains a mystery, hidden well
Drawing lines and colours true and fair
I create a mirrored universe
I see the world through different eyes,
That's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force
Some would call divine
A gifted man, but I know
There is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn
When I touch it
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…Half of millenium has passed
the other half lies ahead of us.
Strange times, strange signs,
but I keep drawing and searching
for the key to the divine order
that lies behind everything…
(Albrecht Duerer 1471-1528