Is art a product of somebodies mind?

Or is it a proton with dazzeling light?

Is art, Gods way, a whisper so fine

Is it a symbol of all that's divine?

The colours of words, and paintings engage,

Imagination, emotion, linking heart and brain.

Thought provoking visuals, invite you to be,

A part of a story, a conductor of dreams.

Words spark emotion, uplifting I prey,

Sad words Invite you, to let go of pain.

Yet what of the dancer who brings pictures alive,

A vibrant display, repose, beauty and drive.

The singers and lyracists, their musical muse,

Varietys endless, they light every fuse.

The movies, the soaps, the funny sit coms,

All acting their part, like emotional bombs.

Statues and architecture, sculpted into life,

The esoteric effect of the cathedral, delights.

Art can be fashion, art can be light

Art has many creations, like the cradle of life

 

Tambara Lilly

 

 

 

Published by Tambara Lilly