You Get What You Pay For

If you see a crow, pay attention.

Big crow at the top of a dead tree takes
a look at me as the rosy sun breaks
into a dance of joy a cricket sings
the one-pitch song that conducted my dreams

the painting in the east proceeds, my gaze
uplifted in the glory-tinted haze
not buffeted by detrimental screens
instead I breathe calm underneath the greens

the colors spread a watercolor scene
Impression Sunrise by Monet serene
Why is my life so radiant, so filled
with light? Reflective heart is opening now thrilled

Inspired by: Detriment, Buffet and Look.


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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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