I’m awed at how he twists the glass to art
I saw it in Tacoma, then . . . surprise!
Chilhuly’s glass in Pittsburgh touched my heart
At Phipps, where art and orchids filled my eyes!
He overcame an accident, like me
We both know what it’s like to hit a car
But Dale does more with glass than injury
I’m glad that he displays it near and far!
I’d like to twist my words like Dale twists glass
So beauty, peace, and strength can be displayed
Can light reflect from words that I amass?
Can words or glass display what God has made?
I’ll be forever awed by art like this
Chihuly art that brings poetic bliss.