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Understand
(Note - the words in quotations, after the words, I heard - are lyrics from the Pulitzer Prize Winning Musical, Sunday in the Park with George). I held my hand in front of the painting, colors calling Tears burst from the center of my soul. Heat seared I heard, “You know exactly how I feel.” I took my hand away and placed it over my heart. I could Georges-Pierre Seurat, painter – inventor – world changer. I played his mother in the Stephen Sondheim, James Lapine “I can’t stop watching you,” one woman said. “Every night She saw the show three out of the four performances. I held I turned back to the painting. I noticed the vivid color. I I breathed in the light. I invited the harmony to take my I didn’t want to leave, I wanted to stand there, hand I heard, “You have a mission, a mission to see.” I nodded. I began to hear the hushed conversations in I reached out for a final connection and softly said, I was alive, I was feeling, deeply. I understood. 0 comments from 0 users
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