New To This Moment Poem by Gajanan Mishra

New to this moment,
This life, this love.
New to this day, this sun,
This sky, this painting.
All new and nothing old
As previously I have told.

All imagine all board,
All acrylic paint, with words,
And pen and pencils.
All new in coffee colour canvas
For love for art for dreams,
All original all in details.

In colours and under this nature
It is all gift, gift of nectar.
My thinking is there and all true.
I am new to this total system,
Always everywhere and I am frame-less,
Tell me in poems and verse I love.