At the art gallery your painting overwhelmed me to tears
you had captured the heart of everything completely
the west coast the people the places and rainforest
your brush strokes bring to life the aroma of mystery
and you yourself brazen loud and alive sweet bear
like Van Gogh a shinning star burning bright your
sails caught the wind heaven on each newcanvas
you caught the great mystery and more you caught
the aroma of the forest and the morning dew light
totems against the sky and totems in the forest
fascinated by the art of the first people here
you paid homage to their relationship with nature
you had no time for the polite and boring dullness
of the english upper class you were the wild woman
of the woods Emily you were the breath of imagination
you touched my soul with color and passion and
these tears fell all over my winter coat unabashed
I sat for hours drinking in your world and I long
long to know that passion by which you lived unabashed
