Earthy tones, grinding bones
the perfect mixture
art had never been a permanent fixture
still, it held some allure
she thought blue had never looked so good
the blue in his tie, the blue in his eye
but the earth tones
had her mesmerized.
Although his frame was that of thick stature
body flaws walking on metal
only those fighting to stay alive can appreciate
what he endures
the looks, the stares, the curious glares
makes his canvas one of a kind
morphed into a manmade icon.
Truth be told, he is so bold
to ride, slide, walk on land, and never be banned
from a dull world whose eyes see a loss
her eyes see mystery and painted stokes of conquest
the earthy tones bring divine movement on mother earth
the ability to stand tall above it all
the perfect mixture!
The Art of a Sustainable Man