String Art At Lax Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

String art stretched across a second floor of the L.A. air-
port, colored and geometrically designed with lights caught
up in their lines going in all directions at once.

An intriguing piece of art, tempting my mind to expand and
create outside the box, finding much more to develop than
before.

Solidifying measures of coded rhythms with abstractions of
and in life, a bona fide refraction being maintained through
an innate knowledge and wisdom symmetrically.