The Mind Is The Brush

He drew  four lines

on ]a piece of paper

with a charcoal which

he had picked up dementedly

while walking  along the road.

But Lo! He drew a Cross.

 

He then thought he will use

his son’s colour box

brought a fine drawing board

and worked all night

to draw the cross.

 

Next morning he was in the bed

his son looked at the cross and laughed

what cross is this without

Christ’s body nailed into it.

He took out paint and brush

and drew a bleeding Christ

and went to his school.

Father woke up and with

bleary eye looked at the board

he was surprised,

Who drew this?

 

The picture was sold

for two lakhs.

Sabita Sahu