Monday 23 April 2018

My art is my heart

What can stop you?
Meaning? by expressing yourself, 
Do you refrain from the skill
Just accept that you are actually Brill.

Flowing with a pen in your hand
Gliding as the led piece transforms from the heart and eye
Passion moves forward, connected as you virtually cry.

Clearly I mean cry with happiness 
Not boo hoo, like it’s tend to be said
The craft of artistry from pen or pencil to paper
Is a rapport of humility, combined with vapour.

Deliverance of art 
The peace from your soul runs deep,
Drawing, writing.. you are no longer fighting.
Just accept the art of your heart is like love making, 
Cherished and never taking.

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