As I drew closer I saw the canvas was blank
and in bewilderment I asked, “what are you doing?”
and the man laughed as he replied, “I'm painting can't you see”
“But you have no paint” I retorted, “the canvas is empty” The artist replied with a smile,
“Oh, that's because you look only for the art that is visible”
We are a species of contradictions
So intelligent, so powerful, with minds and hearts and creativity and ability so wide
yet vulnerable and perhaps blind to our shadow side