Eye paints the picture*
I stare for awhile, a moment I gaze
I look once again, a trance in a maze
But I ponder a bit and see it crystal clear
Getting the meaning of this, for it is always here
I am not of any critic to be of such art
But know of this painter, they did it from their heart
Dom*Colucci 2012
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