The fellows sitting next to me in this cafe are artists.
Illustrating… creating.
In front of me are books. Words, created, written: art.
Above me music plays, the gentlemen to my right taps his
leather dress shoe along. Sounds-- clashing, harmonizing, beautiful-- art.
The drink I hold in my hand: a creation with an extra drop
of honey soothing my sore throat and congested nose. Helpful. A helpful work of
art.
Surrounding us everywhere is art. Beautiful creations, The
unique ones capture our attention, the perfect ones don't even catch our eye.
What world will we create?
I hope, I hope…
it’s a unique,
lovely, colorful, spontaneous one.
Splashes of crazy, bumps along the surface, red for courage,
blue for loneliness, or perhaps we simply adore the color blue. Green for the
beauty of the earth we enjoy, yellow for the intense sunshine engulfing us like
a blanket.
Splashes and splatters, lines and patterns.
Tea to soothe a sore throat, foot tapping, music blaring,
hands painting, people creating.
Happiness. Laughter. Love. Heartbreak. Trial.
Stepping back I see it now.
The beautiful portrait, the big picture, so unique with
different colors and patterns. Imperfect, but juuust right.
Absolutely beautiful.
Life.
Happy Tuesday!
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