It is There

Art, like beauty, like wonder, like God, like love,
is everywhere,
whether you choose to see it,
or not,
it is there.

About this poem.

I often go the same places again and again. I travel the same roads constantly. Sometimes I see things that are beautiful, or interesting, or have a poem in them. And some days I do not. Nothing has changed. The same place every day.

I am the one who changes.

Tom

PS: The photograph was taken in Provincetown, Mass.