Piet Mondriaan (Mondrian) Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

Piet Mondriaan (Mondrian)

Lines and planes,
a silent rhythm of color.
Red speaks to blue,
yellow holds the space between.

No trees, no sky,
only essence-
the world reduced,
purified, distilled.

Balance in asymmetry,
order in the void.
A universe framed,
yet infinite.

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