ART IS IN MY SOUL
Art is in my soul, a flame that burns so bright,
A canvas of colors, a world of pure light,
A symphony of emotions, a dance of the heart,
A vision of beauty that sets my soul apart.
It’s in the brushstrokes, the lines that flow so free,
In the curves and edges, that only I can see,
A reflection of my soul, a window to my mind,
A world of endless possibilities, a treasure to find.
With each stroke of the brush, a story unfolds,
A tale of love, of joy, of passion untold,
A masterpiece in the making, a work of art divine,
A glimpse into my soul, a moment frozen in time.
And when I’m lost, and the world seems grey,
I turn to my art, to find my way,
To create, to dream, to let my heart sing,
And let my soul take flight, on the wings of my being.
For art is in my soul, a fire that never dies,
A passion that consumes, a love that never lies,
A reflection of my being, a journey of my soul,
A world of endless beauty, a life that’s truly whole.
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