A visionary painter with techniques so fine
Viewed the world through two empirical eyes
A polymath
That did not find the paradigm
Thus he chose to redefine
With a curious mind, the Florentine
Detailed delineations, observations precise
Studies and sketches, freehand fine lines
Silverpoint
War machines and grands designs
Intelligence taking flight
In the beautiful mind of The Florentine
High winds, hard rain, a deluge comes
In a monstrous diluvian waves
With black chalk marks, destruction pours
In torreants where nothing is saved
You showed us
New ways to know our world
Of what we see and all we could be - ah
Inspire to reach and spur us on
Daring us to dream - see further
Your notes, fine drawings and designs
Are bound in codices
Voyaging through time
You are a guiding light
A star
Burning brightly
Voyaginf through time
To know where the shadows
