You make impressions with canvass and paint
Weaving great stories of sunlight and shade
While I am a pilgrim with wonder and faith
Picking up pebbles of beauty and bliss
You cast silhouettes with chisel and stone
Freeing trapped figures of memoir and myth
While I am a pirate with word-sword and page
Hunting for treasures of wisdom and wit
You craft harmonies with lyric and beat
Riding vast oceans of motion and mood
While I am a healer with metre and rhyme
Tending to ailments of passion and pain
You spawn adventures with heroes and fate
Mapping new fusions of player and plot
While I am a shaman with sound-spells and dreams
Grasping at whispers of longing and love
— Wayne Visser