Brushes lift through morning air
Clouds unfold with patient care
Color bends where thought begins
Heaven shaped by mortal sins
Light descends through trembling hue
Every tone a different view
Hands create what heart defines
Dreams appear through moving lines
Art becomes the nation’s face
Canvas wide as boundless grace
Nothing still yet peace remains
Meaning drawn from passing rains
Canada paints through breath and flame
Each horizon bears her name