Let me paint something thought provoking
even though I've never painted
and cannot,
even slightly,
mesh colours with pastels
let alone oils
or waters with hue.
No...
I cannot make something beautiful
out of what is bland
and ugly,
but I can
dig in the dirt
with darling hands
and blister them in attempt.
And
–if you trust me–
I can hollow a tree
and brand it a home,
where we will sit on bundles
of branches,
and call it a couch.
And that is art,
isn't it?
* To trust is to believe, for one to trust in another it is to believe in them.