There it was again!
That painting!
That painting that I have stood
In front of, for so long.
Each time I see it
I see more.
The detail is awe inspiring,
There is always more to see.
But like all the pictures,
All the pictures in the gallery,
I feel humbled.
Humbled and privileged
That I am seeing them for real.
Not photographs,
Not prints,
But the real thing.
The glory of art can do this to me
Almost as much as the glory of music,
Each brings so much to me,
So much emotion,
So much wonder,
So much love
At such glorious works.
Yes I am so privileged,
So privileged to see and hear,
To see and hear these works,
These wondrous works of Art.