Monday, April 28, 2014

Three Beautiful Things [Poem]

My sight drowns into the colours,
of an exquisite painting.
My enjoyment increases,
with each passing second,
as I notice more of the artist’s
generous little touches.

I feel privileged to witness
her humble, genuine smile
The whirring of my mind halts
to appreciate it’s arising.

The sun lays a blanket
of golden light onto
pure green fields.
The horizon spreads out,
into wide open infinity.
Rapture in the eyes!

Sigh! So beautiful.