I See It All Around

       I See It All Around

I see it all around.

Filling, thrilling palpably.

Lying here upon my sofa

Watching men and women suffer softly for their art;

Interviewed, performing in one way or other,

It is I who gain –

Grains of magic bonding cells

Of thankfulness.

 

Oh how I love, just love the talented:

The skilled, devoted – all the nuances of gift.

My eyes see beauty, ears learn more.

I cannot underscore this marvel,

And I do not try to understand.

I simply shake its hand

And say thank you.

 

I See It All Around 10.28.2017

Circling Round Reality; Revelations Big & Small;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

 

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