& as she paints

she paints her thoughts,

blue and green

her brush is an extension 

of her soul.

 

every stroke,

purposeful or not-

exists only

to dance

on the pages 

of her book 

bound together by

her heart ascribed.

 

& as she paints

the page comes alive,

with

memories

and hopes

and dreams.

 

-photos by me, artwork by bernadette beacham.