Artistic Grace Maturing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Artistic Grace Maturing



Reflections mirroring light as it is played and swayed about,
charging life with music from a talented musician.

Notes being played reach ears with perfect pitch, enticing
tones of beauty into acres of intelligence.

Artistic grace maturing in puzzles of paradise, completing
themselves in colors of the universe, straying from rules
of order so they may be original works of art.

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