Sonya Florentino

(Manila, Philippines (residing NYC))

# # # The Masterpiece


The Masterpiece
I can not take my eyes off it
I am transfixed, I stand in awe of the artist
who created it, and I wonder...
Whose eyes had captured this moment?
Whose hands were responsible for such
magnificence?

Using colors that defy replication
His canvass comes alive
Hues subtly changing
before my very eyes

Colors blending into each other
Shapes morphing together
How I wish I could stay
To bask in its splendored display forever

Alas! the exhibit was for one day only
Tonight it will be gone
This masterpiece, unsigned
by an artist who titled it simply as
'Sunrise'

© 2010 Sonya Florentino

Submitted: Saturday, February 27, 2010
Edited: Friday, April 16, 2010

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