We are just caretakers of a priceless Masterpiece. Words escape me, as I watch the Earth dance…“Starry, starry night…Flaming flowers that brightly blaze…Swirling clouds in violet haze…Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue…Colors changing hue…morning field of amber grain…Weathered faces lined in pain…Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand…” (via Astro_Wheels)