It    Begins

The music starts slow as a light color is introduced to the stage I call a canvas.

I pick up the speed as I watch more colors dance across my vision.

Soon enough a party is being thrown with the brightest and loudest color you could possibly view.

I show all emotions by putting more pressure on my brush as if saying “ More! More!”

My hand tires but my energy grows longer with each passing second.

I continue until my color starts to grow dull, as if getting tired and going to sleep.

But a splash of white across the floor wakes them up and makes them bright as the sun.

Soon the stage is full of colors and emotions that can not possibly be seen with a simple glance.

Alive with Emotion.

I put down my brush and then sign my signature as if practicing an autograph.

My stage is complete.

I close the curtains, but not for long my dear audience. The show has only just begun.