13 March 2012
(originally written half a decade or so ago as part of a trade with someone)
pencil falls upon paper lines turn to shapes figures unfold upon that which held nothing
the artist works their magic creating that which is called art upon blank paper; images
angel and devil found in the soul of art blessing and curse to those who dare wield it
trying to tame the devil and keep it chained while embracing the angel that flies so free
the devil cannot be bound enchained it feeds upon the soul and the angel flies away
Of Devils And Angels • Opuss № I