I walk through sanctuary doors
Table set in morning light
Arranged gleefully in colors and designs.
Fabrics placed and folded upon each other
Playing hide and seek
Creating streams of blue sky and tones of many yellows.
Beneath a cloth cover appear
Many shaped leaves dancing above
Glass in cyan and deep greens.
Enveloped by sumi ink, lines holding the forms
Aligned within small cups and delicate saucers,
As elegant shells speak white in textured angles.
I thank the tall trees, one at a time
For broad leaves that fill many spaces.
Music plays a classic tune
Accompanying brushworks in hand,
A still life in motion.
Poem, “Still Life in Motion” and the artwork, “Traces” by Marsha Solomon