A Reflection Of Today's Thoughts

and so...
not everything can be art

there is this sense of taste
and order

this quest for beauty that
must link us to the celestial

the divine
the one that gives us a glimpse
of the

face of God
this beauty that radiates the

light of the moon
this heart that speaks

without words
this eyes that look beyond the lights

the seeps upon
the leaves of poplars

refracting on the clear water of the
pond
where a fish is surfacing

koi flipping its fins
getting near you

and between you
there is just this air that creates a bridge

eye to eye.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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