To a masterpiece by Kara Walker NY Modern Art muse

The crowd
Grows -
Rest-less-ly

And flags are gray

And days/nights/minutes

Fade away

So simply

In a whirlpool of laughter and silence.

The crowd's not uniform -

A delicious moment

Of savouring colours,

Feeling the ambience

Of the whole mankind

In several blinks of an eye.

This is how the mundane

Reflects the sacred.

*A virtual trip to a museum on the World Museum Day


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