Painting under the glistening sun.
Painting raindrops is quite fun.
Like wet glass gleaming, shinning in the sun.
Reflections blinding of self reflected life’s sum.
Using an inverted umbrella to suck up the storm.
Under the umbrella the artist does run.
Like a funnel the storm rushes in.
Swirling down to the handles vortex, rain over flows the umbrellas inverted edge.
If raindrops were shards of glass how many umbrellas could weather the storm?
If shards of glass were raindrops, how many storms could one person stand?
Painting under an umbrella in the eye of the storm………