art, introspection, Poetry, Uncategorized

Adventurous Whim

Catching light
Sculpture I found
In plain sight
Is full and round
And painted gold
With running strands
Across the hold
Within my hands
And in my arms
I have to grasp
With all its charm
And painted glass
I reach within
And hope to find
From adventurous whim
Treasure devine

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