The painter searching with his eyes, <br />Finds fickle beauty to espy; <br />The poet weaving metaphors, <br />Turns upon an obscure clause; <br />The falconer with hungry hawk <br />Between the shadows lightly stalks; <br />Uncertain what will there appear <br />Born upon a smile or tear; <br />As lovers wend beneath the stars <br />Each must fasten on their prey, <br />Or else let spritely spirits pass <br />If all should shyly melt away.<br /><br />Colin Breck Boardman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-painter-searching-with-his-eyes/
