Through fingers of delicate touch,
hands so dexterous tis magic to the eyes,
and a heart stops to consider
what a soul has to render such beauty,
expression a crescendo of surprise.
Surrendered to the impossible,
still in awe of life,
when creation pours from hearts so completely,
it disarms all else but beauty’s rise,
as we are humbled in its presence.
The creators are humbled most,
for tis they the seeds of this beginning,
and seeing it in another just as poignant,
to know of our innate potential,
the sharing of our dreams.
The hands of any artist are sacrosanct,
as we can see the delicate thoughts that lay within,
the movement like a dance of passion,
the precision that can never be failed by sin,
instead a blessing to behold.
And humbled be their quest in life,
their purpose written long before
the breath rose to life’s beginning,
and their mind imbibed with beauty’s whim,
its sustenance implored.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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