Whether referring to ourselves or nature, we are masterpieces. Deliciously so, every day.

Masterpiece. The Value in us all. by Jude Itakali

What I’ve done 
What has been done to me 
Encounters of every ilk 
Trials that have shaped my resolve 
Nightmares that have come true 
And dreams that are now due. 
Not many see 
The good I’ve done 
The kindness I show 
The subtle trims I make 
And the happiness designed for others. 
None can ever know 
The struggles I face 
The battles that constantly wage 
The shameful losses I endure 
And the narrow victories I cherish 

I have turned my pain into empathy 
I have sculpted love from a broken heart 
And painted sorrow with hope 
Yes, I am a museum full of art 
And a deck full of music 
But what I truly am, 
Is a masterpiece.  

Delicious by Ali Grimshaw

What happiness can arrive 
when sunlight’s retreat paints 
 
leaves cherry crush, berry swirl 
butterscotch eye candy 
 
walking through an ordinary Monday 
your hand in mine, we breathe the awe 
 
street lined masterpieces 
colored by a lack of chlorophyll 
 
less of something  
created more today