to my Natalia
She moves like water sliding
through stones that line
the river bottom glowing
in the startling miracle of sun
her mind’s undone by inspiration
art is what she knows she flows
through dreams where she is part
of everything familiar everything
unknown
a kind
of symphony forms in her head
of things that she has seen and drawn
of places she has been and even
far beyond
where stars are born
she dances
moves undulates until she is the rhythm
is the dance is art itself transformed
by simply letting go of growing into that
which is or that which she believes
may never be except
inside the incandescence
of the fantasy
and she
art in motion art inside her heart
art escaping all confinement astonishingly
free inspires me to write poetry
Susan A. Katz (All rights reserved – 2022)