Art

                                                                   Art                by: Canaan Araujo

There is a certain talent which many people possess,
A form of miraculous serenity which has the knowledge to express,
Making every mixture, color, and new beauty stand out
A passion certain people can't stand to live without

When people feel joyful and happy and they hesitate to let the feeling end,
They create another world so mysterious and yet thrilling just with a sheet of paper and pen
When people feel sad and depressed and just want a good cry,
They look to the blending of paint and the luminosity of dye

But imagine if there were no colors to brighten the sea and sun,
Or any shocking wonders of emulsion to share the moods of gracefulness and fun
Imagine if there were no brushes to lightly touch a surface so smooth
And no pigments to mix and create for then the world would be heartbroken and deeply confused

So if you ever happen to glance at a sketch or painting that is hanging on a wall,
And sense the excitement and secret fearing about the painter's mood and awe
If you are ever able to tear yourself away from this conspicuous talent that captures one's heart
So whenever you leave you can say knowingly "that my friends....is art."