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