Unspeakable joy spilling from see-able places.
Water, land, and sky flood in through my eyes,
Trickling down into the depths of my heart.
In this place my mind is bypassed.
How could a human brain comprehend this joy anyway?
There is a catalyst in my soul,
A distinct key.
Observing the beauty and mystery
Of the Artist’s glories simply betrays me
Who knows from whence it came,