A quiet gallery

Full of hushed voices

Gather 'round

To escape into

A Starry Night

With brushstrokes of

Hues in China Blue

And a flurry of paint

In Violet Haze

Swirling clouds set the scene

Cypresses wave in the wind

Wheatfields moving

From a gentle breeze

On a sunny day

In Southern France

Still lifes breathe

In these now crowded halls

The breathe of Van Gogh

Now breathing life

into the vessel that is Me