Looking into Art

You grasp the art piece with your mind,
Through your eyes, within your soul,
Around your heart, half-contained;
Like a bowl.
You size it up, sum it up and crumple it
Into a ball of an idea, through your thoughts,
With your gaze, inside your world,
Around your memories, self-proclaimed
And captivated,
Into a box.
You strip it down of it's complexities,
Unbutton the depth through racing ideas,
With your core, through your stare,
Inside your thoughts, into the attic of your heart.
Annoucing, a bursting experience,
All the while,
Standing still.