Lines draw themselves,
as the Spirit flows through me.
In one effortless motion,
my pencil moves across the paper,
as if it has a life of its own.
I look around,
to see the ancient clock,
where minutes pass by,
without making a single sound,
and I silently cry,
as my heart fills with love.
Unexplainable is the way,
of the artist’s mind,
coming to life on paper,
shedding a piece of her heart,
and painting it in the deepest color red,
between the lines of her fingers.
The existence of creativity,
has been here since the beginning of time,
And now it flows through the heart of mankind,
to show that God has been here,
all this time!
Gineke van Keulen 