The Artist Fantasy
by
Tzporah Breitman Lee
(1918 – 2008)

Alas…I touched Eternal's door,
and the path to fantasy opened….
I stood in awe –
Tears bore the heart that tore,
for beauty such…I’d know no more
Endowed was I ere emotion,
blissfully beyond…approach lit --
Aside sublime passion,
they sat in excellence…. Music…
Fresco creators, -
lingered within hues apart; -
Stroking canvas with ardor,
exalting ever……….Art…….
T’was embellished peace,
Yon chanting echoes high;

Enslaved inspired, piece by piece,
Ballerinas, floating by……….
So...this, was the Beyond, --
The power of Glory’s glee;
A mystic mirth I found,
Fantasy……. within, Fantasy….