Philosophers and artists of all types
See nature as a source of inspiration;
For seas and roses, stars and tigers’ stripes,
Give rise to figurative infatuation.

Still others find the works of human hands-
Cathedrals, tombs, Chicago, Grecian urns,
And broken statues issuing demands-
To be the things for which the spirit yearns.

But, oh, at their divine juxtaposition
Where breezes carry boats across the bay
During an outdoor concert’s intermission,
As as sunset sets skyscrapers’ walls ablaze-

There I shall find refreshment for my brain
Until I am required to sing again.