Eye am a messenger striving to be attentive…
The message is my art and,
As the first audience, I stand before its wholeness,
Savoring its content and meaning…
Lost in meditation like one in-front
Of divine presence,
Eye commune with the silent voice
Speaking through the artwork,
Watching, listening, and digesting all.
©2016
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A refined poetic imagination, akachukwu chukwuemeka. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.