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Color And Light
There I was,
In a trance visiting
A mystic friend
Who keeps me tied
To many things,
When Tina Dickey
Walked in,
What does one do
When one meets
A rock star of
Multiple genres?
Having just completed
“Color Creates Light”
And if you know
Her art you’ll know
She knows all about
Such happenings,
We sipped cappuccinos,
She nibbled a St. Viateur
Bagel and French chocolate,
And I spent an hour
Of eternity in a empty
Coffee shop with Tina Dickey,
Back to my trance,
Of course she was still there,
A master of color
An artist herself
Why would she leave?
As Chrism once said,
When the prism opens
Simply become one
With the light
And the goddesses.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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