Lucian Freud .. a tribute

Life and death opposed,
Drawn to and by this prolific genius.
Pictures fell from his eyes,
Like tears.
Children given life.
Creating as he could,
An England richer by his gifts.
Where else might he have given so much?
The work became the man.
Portraits rising from the canvas
To meet in a new space
That he discovered.
And after loss, the gift.