a rainy day is a good
day
to visit the museums downtown.
so we go
on the train.
we stroll and stare at
the wonderous
pieces of art.
the paintings, the sculptures.
it's beyond
our imagination
how anything so beautiful
could be made.
we point and are stunned
at what we see.
life
can be so dangerous
and ugly,
or it can be this.
this beauty that we observe
and welcome
into our minds,
on this rainy
day.
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