She waited until it was time
to unpack the rusty art supplies,
hidden in a basement box.

Waited until a sun-lit lupine,
with a jeweled- drop of water
in the palm of its leaf-hand
called out to be painted.

One lupine can save your life.
Demand you put down
the computer tasks, to-do lists,
and sit at the altar of beauty.

To dust off your canvas
and paint again.