Who Was The Artist? Poem by RAJAT GHOSH

White was the canvass, and the paper too,
None was there for the alone artist to woo, ;
Night was enormous, so was the solitary soul,
The dying canvass failed to capture the whole.

It was the night before the son of God was born
At midnight perhaps smiled the fields of corn,
The magi were ready to bear the birth gift golden,
Who was there to capture the canvass, so olden?

And there she did stand, on the way of the artist,
Was she the 'Befana' or the 'Della', the protagonist?
The artist would fail or wait to follow God's command
Didn't the artist draw the cheer of lonely light and sound?

Who was the artist? stilll unknown and mystery
Didn't the canvass capture the everlasting misery?