A marbled masterpiece,

a wanderer exploring ice

which floats among the stars.

Oh to smile

at the twinkling lights of a city,

a little village town.

To feel the wind

brushing my hair

like a man his favorite companion,

the boat cutting through water

like a knife scraping a slice

of fresh Italian bread.

No, today I didn't watch the sunset,

no flamingo clouds

with starburst hues.

But today was filled

with my favorite trilogy:

art, wisdom, and love.