In Everything There is Art

Everything in life we see with our eyes is a form of art. From one’s mind built a shape. As we experience in this life we make art. From the mind we will live an occurrence. Everything that comes to life is birthed by thoughts. From one’s hands there was an idea materialized. There is a craft to life. Your tears, your blood, your daily task which sometimes seems endless- they see it out. From the bare feet the journey is long through the days and nights the art appears. It appears in the faces, in the eyes, on a road. From afar the journey is a painting lavishly decorated on a dirty canvas, yet to the artist the canvas is sheer perfection. Through perseverance the heart became full and yes, the art is a living force which breeds humanity. The art is what life is made of, what our eyes don’t see.

The art of universe