Again the speck opened its eye
A vision flickered stuttered as though it would fade
but steadied itself in a vague way
The eye was now open and it did not blink
Sight was not yet born for light did not move.
Yet eye gazed
The eye gazed while the void expanded
The eye gazed while darkness handicapped vision
Then it blinked but for a brief second
With that blink, another speck opened its eye
The gaze grew fiercer.
The eyes blinked again
and again another eye was opened
Thus the void awakened
and the mind of the unborn artist lay with its infinite eyes open