I’m not an Artist, I’m a Devotee

and when you asked me
if I was an artist,
I looked into myself and smiled;
and my eyes were led
to the gifts of an ordinary day,
to the vastness
and nothingness
of the sea, the sky,
the sun, the stars,
and all of creation,
that never speak aloud of their art,
but quietly go about their daily business
possessed by an unflinching devotion
to themselves, to each other,
and to Life.