In the black that’s without white
Only the grey between
I find my way seeking light
Though nothing bright here can be seen
With no colour
No hint of saturation
Only tone and faintest texture
Detail limited to imagination
Only the grey between
I find my way seeking light
Though nothing bright here can be seen
With no colour
No hint of saturation
Only tone and faintest texture
Detail limited to imagination
I find the beauty
In the lines
The forms
And open space
Which let me roam