The painter painted …
As a poet walked along the seashore,
he admired the rolling waves
and how the sun reflected upon the water.
The poet came upon a painter,
who was staring out to sea.
He said to him,
how great it would be –
to paint what I see.
The painter answered –
you and I are very alike.
You paint with your words
and I with my hands.
The poet very much surprised
and sat down beside him.
Then the painter told him to speak.
The poet spoke of sunrises and sunsets.
He spoke of rolling seas and majestic mountains,
and of the wonder of nature.
The painter painted,
inspired by the poetic words.
When the afternoon was done,
the painter put his brush down.
Then the poet saw, that his words
had turned to color.
He saw a mountain, the sun shining upon the sea
and the sky a brilliant blue
and in awe and amazement,
he thanked the painter,
for he had shown him how alike they were.
When inspired the poet painted a picture with words
and the painter with colors upon an easel.
They shook hands
for the partnership they had found
and the friendship they had gained.