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Through The Eyes Of Art


What is the meaning of art?

What draws it from the rest?

What brings it into one's heart,

What makes it pass the test?

 

Our curiosity strives for the answer,

To this meaning we hope to find.

A blend of ideas we constantly stir, 

In boiling pots we call our minds.

 

Is it a way of expression?

A secret interpretation?

A random composition?

A steep temptation?

 

The truth is, art is everything. 

A concept that makes us think.

A harmony that makes us sing.

A connection that we can link.

 

it gives us the chance to openly share,

The matters for which we deeply care.

The chance to take action and dare,

Go against what the world dresses with flair.

 

 

 

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