Lost is Art, Lost its Life

Lost the art,
magic scrawled on paper,
come to Life in clouds of white.
Swirled around on tips of lead.
Lost the art,
to a simple head.

Gone, it flew
so high, can't grasp-
what was there,
inside the heart...
drifted into dark.

Color lost its Life,
Wind lost its Hue,
Sky lost its Mysteries,
Sun doesn't Smile-
waves of Gray kill the view.

Lost the art,
a simple thing-
of everything in gold.
Of every Thought,
it birthed new Life-
lost it's eternity...
of music lines,
worlds to Life she owns.
to a forgetful mind.

Gone is the parchment,
onto which Worlds were born.