Understand and Undertake

Before I could count, I saw five fingers.
Traced them  with one finger
 from my other hand.
Then went outside and ran up and down
5 mountains and 4 valleys
huffing and puffing all the way.
Suddenly it dawned upon me
to run backwards the entire distance
from whence I came flapping both hands.
The memory of such-and-such tired me.
Consequently I went to this cave to take a leek.
Who knows whom would do otherwise?
And there right in front of me was a hand
drawn like the outline of a hand
and I thought of Plato for historical reasons.
Now the job of an  artist is to accept and run with it.
Not like sloppy painters but who knows what.
That’s like A-I on a holiday.
Get the impression?
Art is a gift. Science comes afterwords.
Or it’s Muscle Memory when you’re up to it!