Nostalgia Poem by Niji Chrys

in this wooden plain house

where smell of paint and water

accompanied by hydrangea

pricking visitor’s nose


entangled in his hand

is a wooden mahogany stick

complete with astounding golden bristle

his eternal regalia


moving compassionately

on the plain white paper

an extraordinary masterpiece will appear

with amazing grace


unpracticed eyes

will be enchanted

but practiced eyes

will understand


the soul of a painting.