The love trek...

Steve gave me an unexpected valentine.  We awoke Saturday morning to attend to business in downtown DC and after we finished Steve drove us to the National Gallery of art to replace a broken mug my mom gave me for Christmas.  Instead of us spending the day together he said go have fun.  He dropped me off so that I could trek through the museum alone.  You don't usually think of celebrating a valentine gift alone however I prefer trekking through a museum without him.  I can go where I want when I want and don't have to feel rushed.   Totally loved this!!!  I took in the Art of Byzantium from Greek Collections.  To think these pieces are relics from the time of Constantine dating back to the 4th thru 15th centuries.  It sets my heart a flutter to walk amongst art that is so old.
You are not allowed to take pictures so here is a link.

https://www.google.com/search?q=byzantine+icons&rlz=1RMBKJA_enUS575US575&oq=byzantium+icon&aqs=chrome.1.69i57j0l3&sourceid=chrome-mobile&ie=UTF-8&hl=en-US&espv=1

Journeying Alone 
To uncover life's beauty.
Ah, the bliss of it!

A deep hunger to 
feed my creativity.
Artistic soul food.

Call ancient spirits.
Offer reliquary gifts.
Old creating new.

Sing deep inside me
Passionate refrains of art.
Lingering sweet songs.

Long looks Green Man's gaze
From autumn to sprouting spring
Spy hints of new life.

My heart is opened
My senses are on fire
Ready, set, leap, fly....

I went to all kinds of places in the museum.  I climbed stairways that lead to nowhere and discovered pieces of sculpture.  

I wrote this haiku after gazing on the icon called "Man of Sorrow"

Bowed head, pain closed eyes.
May we display your sorrow
Should we know your grief?

Tired dust soaked feet
Bruised by life's hard thorny path
Yahweh, wash my feet?

It's the end of my day and I am traveling home on the train.  My heart is full.  As Harriet my mother- in-law says:  "My cup runneth over..."