|"Swirling Thoughts" |
(Acrylic on Board)
Consider this tender flower or this sturdy tree,
The universe found in a grain of sand.
Yet they do not kiss the lips of infinity,
On which my wandering dreams stand.
Consider the sweet wind or the laughter I see,
Heaven found in this drop of rain.
Though their borders do not fly free,
To reach the grasp of my brain.
Consider this pregnant cloud or blossoming flower,
The symphony found in the notes on this page.
Yesterdays lost and infinity lasting only one hour,
Still my thoughts cannot be condemned to a cage.
Poetry is quoted from "Emotional Mosaic (2nd)"