breathing into creativity (A Poem)

It was...
a creative feast
an intoxicating repast
creative energies
flowing
juicy
wild
exuberant

inner spirit
let loose
upon a canvas
white
bleeding
into
reds and greens
and blues and golds
warm and cool
rich and shimmery
colours ripening
into form
inner spark
lit
upon that moment
when the muse

alights
and all is
as it should be
meaning
transformed
into colour
rich
vibrant
alive.
splashed
and layered up
rainbow hues
tones
textures
of life
erupting
never ending

streaming
steaming
gleaming
onto
a story
waiting to be born
upon
the virginal snows
of a canvas
waiting.

It was...
a special time
to
be
grateful
awakening
with joy
rising

It was...
sublimely relaxing
artfully replete
soulfully replenishing

It was...
my creative retreat.