I see the drawing on the wall.
I recognize the artist.
Spontaneous effort on the barrier
Between past and present day.

I take a minute
To delay
The solemn judgment of reason –
To value lines of change and alteration
That animate rather than ordain.

My eyes move away from reflection,
Enjoy the asymmetry of art.
The less I understand, the more I cherish.
The less I infer, the more I perceive.
The less I compare, the more I achieve.