In the Presence of Greatness
She swirls like desert sand
She has a natural curve of welcome
Complex, with the openness of a sensual woman
Each beautiful light-filled stroke artistic genius.
She is an overall intriguing pattern of love.
I came to this lobby today to write a poem.
Instead, I stare in awe, feeling humbled.
Who was the architect?
Surely one lone person did not envision this masterpiece.
Perhaps it was a committee of angels.
I feel I am in the presence of greatness.
I pick up my pen and begin to write.
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