My eyes are fixed, at what I see
I look around, up and down,
all the earth is so endowed.
Textures shapes colors of every kind
My mind is blurred I don’t know why.
Spiral rounds smooth and sharp,
Endless shapes in the earth bound.
I have no choice, I don’t know why,
I am drawn to them like moth to flame,
I need to find the reason why.
I pen them down to what I see
Delightful am inside of me
To please my eyes in ecstasy.
Here I go the second time,
I have no choice or the reason why,
When I was young and just a boy
I rode my donkey a delight to me,
It was my love to feed the beast
Because he did the work for me,
grapes fruits and olives from the trees he carried them so faithfully.
Shapes and colors to be found
From that time on I never ceased
To pen them down of what I see,
In my own way, and keep the image
That was here to stay.
Spheres spirals twisting vines
The sun exploding in my mind,
From tiny leaves to massive trees
Stones and mountains to the heavens reach.
The bones of earth it matters not,
Endless shapes and colors bright
It fills my soul in great delight.