The color spills from the canvas
Into the stark white
tucked-in corner of the great museum.
Buoyed upon this current of color,
and playing within its flow
Comes laughter: joyous and gentle.
Does no one else hear?
This Maypole whirlpool
Of a happy moment
Sweeps me along,
Woos me
In the shoe-shuffling,
Mouth-muffled quiet
Of the great museum
Into laughter of my own.
Visitors’ eye whip-flick in my direction.
I am standing quite still
In a stark white tucked in corner
of this great museum,
Yet I am far away in time and place.
I am with the artist on a very good day,
A day full of laughter, light and color.
The smile on my face lifts like a hot air balloon.
I am completely free and spinning into joy.
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