Goldfinch60

Captured in Art

The artist sat in the corner,

Painting a new creation,

Around her hung her work.

As soon as I entered her space

I was stopped,

Stopped by a painting,

The detail was so glorious.

I looked at this picture,

Looked in complete admiration.

I walked slowly round the room

Stopping in front of each artwork,

Admiring the skill,

Admiring the wonders in each image.

Then I saw it,

The picture that captured the essence,

The essence of the place where I was.

 

Walking round the gardens

I saw them,

Saw these trees

That seemed out of place.

I at first wondered,

Wondered why they were there,

Were they there in error?

On entering the Manor

All became clear,

As I walked round I saw,

Saw the beauty of those trees

Framed in the windows,

A combined artwork

Of nature and architecture,

Which said so much to me,

And touched my soul.

 

There in the gallery I saw it,

Saw the picture,

The picture that captured the essence,

The essence of the place where I was.

An archway was shown

Framing a tree behind it,

The artist had captured the wonder,

The wonder that had touched me,

Touched my soul,

As I walked around Croome.