After Seeing The Ace Art Fair Seoul 2023 Poem by Kinsley Lee

In Seoul, here and there the flowers
Are blooming, the green buds're shining on the trees
The afternoon, sunny all the hours.
The petals are dancing according to the breeze.

The basement hall of the gallery, there
Are four seasons, various flowers and the fresh life,
And some paintings remind me the old days, and the air,
And the grassland, I can feel the Savan's wildlife.

The big and the small, the old and the new,
The late time and future, long I stood,
And gazed the picture, to look for the clue
Which a painter concealed. As far as I could.

Back home, I sit on the armchair and be lost
In thought to solve the riddle from a painter.
My heart will be full of joy, on the frost
Like to meet the sunlight, when I be a gainer.
My heart was full of joy whenever
I found the message from the painter
(27th, Apr.,2023, Kinsley)