An artists soul

An artists soul


It lives within and looks without.
Through our eyes, Our hearts, our minds.
The driving force of creation.
We seek to make the intangible real.
To evoke thought,  to kindle emotion.

With the strokes of brush, pen and color.
With the Careful crafting of words.
Seeking to bring forth in tangible form
The untouchable fire that burns within.

From that fire we forge our worlds.
With words and pictures we bid all to enter.
To share in joy and sorrow.
To ride with good and evil.
To live .
To die.
In worlds beyond their lives.

We are guardians of uncountable doorways.
Look at a picture, And enter.
Read the first sentence, And enter
Enter our world, And escape.

Driven by the fire within we toil at the forge of worlds.
Who knows maybe someday.
When this mortal coil falls away.
We might live in the worlds of our creation.




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