paper

the paper in the picture
is the keeper of nature

'tis the paper
in which, you see my scribbles

'tis the paper
my speaker & my identifier

in this paper
images of flowers & petals
peddle through one another

through this paper
acadia, you can savor
fantasia is made possible

on this paper
the myriad of fibers
paddle through one another

with this paper
the dots & pixels
make my thoughts legible

paper, the passenger in water
makes my ideals visible

it's tough nature
allows you to beat it up like metal

it's fragile & brittle
at intervals
it looses or tenders
lumber or luster

papyrus, parchment or paper
pasture of colors
master of nature

'tis the paper
my images you'll remember

'tis the paper
you'll see my sig-nature

paper, the silent messenger
brings you closer to nature...

Lin Hsin Hsin
October 8, 1991