The Gallery
The Gallery
One by one
dangling like stockings
from a mantle
Ablaze—
each ‘image’ casting
shadows in between flames
filling a room
with warmth, wonder & awe.
Messages poured out
on paper
—no words.
The creator
sits on the floor
head bowed.
Sheets with endless
prints strewn around—
pencils, pens littered
like a tool box
tipped over
each instrument a jewel
—setting what will be made
manifest.
The silent soul
sitting in the gallery
gazes a moment…
—a solitary tear
—a pause of gratitude.
The space holding
the pieces~~~
A Universe of Stars.
Many have stopped
and ‘stared’
a kaleidoscope of expressions—
expressed.
When the gallery’s door closes,
the artist rises
sets a few more logs
on the fire.
If you are lucky enough to peer
through the window~~~
the images come to life
so, too, the one with the
pen in hand.
Love this
Luv U
Merry Christmas dear Sandy ??? love your Gallery ????
Christmas Blessings to YOU Pilgrim Sister & Brilliant Artist:)
Thanks for ‘being’ in my Gallery…xo