Gifts combined, and secured by a bow,
Ornate wrapping underneath.
Creativity transforms inspiration,
Art waits to be unleashed.
Upon listening ears and open minds,
Scribing on the hearts of many.
Ideas, beliefs, dreams and emotions,
Transferred to those who look and see.
Limitless expressions from around the world,
Amazingly unique with little overlap.
How is it that we keep creating?
Thousands of years, only surfaces scratched.
I’m intrigued and delighted, excited and astonished.
We’re all connected through arts’ beauty.
What an adventure to collectively merge,
I with you and you with me.
I express myself to the world,
Often through perceived expectations.
When I should live in my uniqueness,
The me plus God equation.
I aspire to be free from bondage,
Too much focus on what the world thinks.
Allowing myself to be a puppet,
Attached to societal strings.
Many a mask I could destroy,
By shedding my other-focused mindset.
I seek to live looking to God as my standard,
Admittedly, a challenging quest.
Texturized touch; marks remain.
Not one is the same.
I’m quite fond of you
Your uniqueness I enjoy
Never change a thing…
pic:from my collection
I stumbled across a hurdy gurdy,
On the internet today.
And I’m not sure what I should feel,
Not sure just what to say.
How has such a gem been hidden,
From my eyes for all this time?
What else is out there I’ve yet to discover?
What else must I find?