YOUR RARE GIFTS BLOOM

by

(For Miss Fenna Dalton, aged 16)

First is perceived the richness of your hand:

Each stroke and motion mines the brushes' gold.

Now that fine eyes have seen these jewels grand,

New gems of Art will bloom for us to hold!

As you reveal your talents, joys unfold....

Dawn on your canvas will ignite a world,

And nightfall will engulf, and make it bright!

Love, in your Art, will hurl all doubts, unfurled,

To domains of clear truth, and pure delight!

O may Dear Father Time grant you that right.

Near to the utmost top, your rare gifts bloom,

And glory and renown in splendour wait!

Radiant, your promise swells to fill that room,

Translucent with Art's buds ... for every date.

Indeed, your wealth's assured in Art's Estate.

Such beauty blooms from every stroke of brush,

That thrills which fill the rooms are awe ... and hush.

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by: Atul Patil
from: Indore, Madhya Pradesh, India

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