Your Inner Eye This forest of trees my son Is a tribute to all the great artists who walked the earth many years ago There are those that paint The star filled skies Jewels that dance above our head Like Van Gogh's Starry Night Monet painted the ground Gardens to dream in So many of us do not have the inner eye To see the beauty To have the desire to capture on canvas Without the hands that held paintbrushes The world would be a duller place Not forgetting, the many that decorate The churches, cathedrals, places of worship With a little added inspiration of coloured glass If you can feel it in your heart You might find your inner eye…
© Anita Dawes 2021
Yes, art adds more awe in addition to what nature provides us! Wonderful write, Anita!
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Thank you, Susi…
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You’re welcome!
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Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem. Have a nice weekend! xx Michael
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A lovely poem.
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Thank you!
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You’re very welcome.
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So beautiful, Anita. ❤
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Thanks again, Diana… 💕💕
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