It is said that the Master of All Trades Was a miracle worker coming up all spades He said that every painting is visual poetry And all poetry is a masterpiece verbally
What others glimpse, the artist learns to see In all that is heavens above there is no mystery That God is the greatest artist in great simplicity It's a matter of recognizing sophistication magically
It's the little minds that fear and a quickly shrink While braver souls look to the heavens and think As they look on the earthshine of the moon's ashen glow Stargazers marvel at the sight Da Vinci was first to know
The new moon causes the earth to catch reflection in night There visually before us, the sun's ghost shines its light In mistaken gesture, Da Vinci attributed this to the ocean But the true cause found was the clouds above in motion
Iridescent, Da Vinci's glow captures the crescent moon true As late spring wafts in the air bringing summer into view Like an ancient riddle that brings joy even without resolution It is easily seen out beyond the city's light pollution
Eyes watch as the old moon falls into the new moon's open arms Displayed before us all, the night skies reveal these charms Bringing light into the dark that becomes a ghostly light In a darkness swallowed brighter than the full moon's sight
Sometimes error can seem truer than right at least mentally As proven when the astronauts strode onto the Sea of Tranquility Written in the moon dust, is the whisper Leonardo was here And the mistakes embraced are mere quibbles to be made clear
(c) May 16, 2023 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Stuck in Sydney posting old photos taken with various camera phones on my world travels. Posting in arty Black and White and includes witty commentary 🇦🇺