I am the observer

I’m here to capture the beauty of it all,

And not for things you see at the mall,

My creative energy is off the walls,

I remember when I used think only this🤏🏾 tall,

And I still loved it whole,

This is the ultimate act of admiration,

For, and of my own creation,

I’m the divine incantation,

And I didn’t find it outside, where you’re all not even looking,

It has been inside, once you get cookin’,

I’ll send you a postcard from that beautiful view in Brooklyn.