Dream work

what is it to be 
a godfather in order 
to paint picturesquely 
 
cherish the beauty 
landscape in the casually 
accepted times of peace 
 
recall the ugly 
the face of reality 
painted picturesquely 
 
then dexterously 
with the fine wooden handle 
between your finger tips 
 
hands holding gently 
dab us the surreal colors 
of the deadly shadows 
 
enthralled by night 
walk in the reminiscence 
long lanes in royal oils 
 
weave the tapestries 
lightless nooks adorned yet 
lit in the golden hay 
 
simply bask away 
either outside or within 
the blowing winds of day

guidance