Soul Art
The canvas of a heart
Unique
Potential undefined
An infant’s spotless innocence
A surface primed with light
The spirit comes to distill
On the blank slate of a mind
Where conscience engaged
Holds unfettered promise
It’s not a paint by numbers
An abstract, nor still life
Its beauty is authentic
Our love not artifice
Though society coerces us
To color in the lines
A masterpiece above all must be honest
Across the frame of time
Is stretched the soulscape of a life
A transcendent self-portrait
Of interior design
Composed of will
Self is revealed
In that a Divine spark
A living, breathing medium
As our life becomes art
No comments:
Post a Comment