In life I have so many loves,
And of those loves there are four,
Four that bring joy to me,
Painting, poetry, music, silence.
Seeing a painting brings me joy
Where if I look at it
I see more than is there.
Painting is poetry that is seen,
Seen rather than felt.
Poetry brings words to me
That can bring ideas and wonder
Into my wonderful life.
Poetry is painting that is felt,
Felt rather than seen.
Hearing music is my absolute joy
It takes me to so many places
Where joy and love abound.
Music is silence interrupted,
Interrupted by love.
Listening to silence makes me think
And puts my mind at rest
And prepares me for the future.
Silence is music that is heard,
Heard in my mind.