Infinite Art
Michael Gollin
I live in a painting
Of infinite detail.
Green leaves gray bark
Blue sky white clouds
Washed in yellow sun rays.
I inhabit a sculpture garden
Of massive dimensions.
Tree trunks railings
Walls and doors.
I sit in a song
Of endless variety.
Bird cricket frog wind
Cars trucks jets
A train a dog a voice my breath.
My skin is caressed
with loving touch.
A breeze, the sun, raindrops.
My clothes embrace me.
I am at peace —
a piece of the art of the world.
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I like this one very much, Michael. Lovely imagery!
I like your poem Michael. Keep writing!
Barry
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beautiful!
It brought tears to my eyes how you know you are part of nature. How we all are part of nature. Comforting and deeply beautiful. Thank you for your wisdom. I love you. Aunt Ann
A world of wonder, and endless inspiration.
Beautiful.