It was there in space and time Placed precisely before the masterpiece For sitting and observing And it's there in my mind Whenever I need relief From a world that won't stop turning And from the vantage point of memory I immerse myself in twilight hues Swimming in a peaceful sensation Soaking in not just the mastery Of something so vibrant yet subdued But its quiet elation This sacred place needs no improvement No fanfare or frills It simply holds space for a sublime vision And following the strokes of movement My mind goes still And my heart joins an eternal rhythm
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