On the polar whiteness of a canvas,
like skeletons, some sketches surfaced.
Seasons began to bleed,green and then grey on it.
People called it " the man in painting".
No painting have ever learned
the fine art of seeing itself.
Man In Painting too beleived
what people say was always true.
Till the colour and contour fade
Till the great ice age return
Watch, watch ,watch and watch
what else can this painting do?