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Sunder And Sonati

I set up my easel and canvas
And start to paint

A while later
I pause for the day

When I get back the next day
I find that
Nature's palette can
Breezily conjure
Out of thin air
Fresh scenes every moment

I can't capture Nature

Then I realise
That my task is not
To mirror Nature
To reflect what my heart feels
When I look out at
The ever changing scenery

Then I can hope to capture
One moment
For all eternity