Poem: Creation

by Grace do the hands of art perform their works

within a silent womb of enchantment’s space

where time unfolds Infinity’s vision

and dances as divinity’s childlike play

creation unbound, free as a gentle breeze

which seeks nothing but its own delight

inherent in its own existence and flight

as the presence of each moment justifies itself

and announces to life its beauty of being.

Art by Olga

Art by Olga

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