Art Speaks

Art speaks silently to creator and spectator.

Though its words to each diverge.

Painted, written, and sung.

Each brush stroke a story.

Each word a song

Each song an awakening

Music, colors pricking the depths of our being.

Imagery, whispering what our souls long to hear.

Melodies that expose reclusive remains

Reminding us of lost things.

Utterances strung in rhythm.

Lyrics and measures reverberate spirit and flesh.

Consequential notes.

Every line a written tale.

Stirring hearts,

Souls,

Minds.

Art, in all forms,

speaks silently.

-Clary

Published by sarcasticallycynical

Hmm! Let's see.I live in Texas born to two human parents (According to my birth certificate) and have three siblings that are nothing like me. I'm an artist and writer. I've lived a lot and learned a lot in my short life and although I lean more towards the pessimistic there is always room to change my sometimes too small tainted heart ;p

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