Photo credit: Rajan Patel
This was the photo...that inspired this poem...
Standing under its artistic gaze
I'm giving into its strength to amaze,
Outwordly, sensual and full of grace
it casts but a beautiful light on my face,
A chandelier some call it but not me
this is a beacon of hope and a path to a destiny,
Where I can envision a far off destination
in which I pause to give it a standing ovation,
Its glimmering channels of light do dance
I am left mesmerized and in a trance,
The clocks keeps on ticking but I am still
motionless and in love with its effort to create chills,
Beneath its atmosphere that is has created
your face next to mine would leave me elated,
So wherever you are, leave it all and come
join me under its gaze of earth, moon and sun...
