When I close the blinds
and prying eyes don't look inside 
an ease of my strokes 
is much easier to find

It's by removing the lens
that I unearth again 
the truth of creation
without any of the pretense

For the river never stops 
whether you come to watch 
or lest you forget 
nature runs without clocks

Remember your worth 
when there's no one around
paint what you feel 
and so on and so forth