Spiritualist artwork: A poem

Spiritualist artwork: A poem

A whisper from beyond the veil,

Paints visions, an unusual trail.

Spiritualism, a guiding hand,

Shapes art unseen, across the land.

Consciousness touched, a deeper hue,

Abstracted forms, fresh and new.

The hand moves free, without a plan,

Automatic scribbles, born of human.

Or something more, the mediums say,

A spirit's touch, that lights the way.

Unconscious lines, a tangled spree,

Then balance found, for all to see.

A pattern blooms, a vibrant call,

Or colours splash, that capture all.

From practice deep, intuition wakes,

A soulful art, the spirit makes.

Meditation's quiet, inner space,

Contemplation finds its grace.

The soul takes charge, the brush obeys,

In abstract form, the spirit sways.

The body's just a medium, true,

For art that comes, the soul shines through.