LIGHT STROKE OF THE HAND


With a rap of his wand
Spoken words of the land and stars
Hands twirling all about
His hat bobbing up and down

To new worlds he travels
Experiencing all things in their time
Vanishing from one time
Across dimensions, then in a cloud of smoke

This star amber in color
The sky sour pink
The grass sapphire blue
Harsh on his bare feet

The wizard spins
His beard floating in the heavy air
He pauses to watch
Enjoying what is new and strange

Silently he sees life come into being
Colors of the imaginations rainbow
Born of the artists mind
With a light stroke of the hand

Michael V Hechtman Copyright 2000