In strokes of brilliance, emotions are laid bare,
A canvas whispers stories, delicate and rare.
Each hue a heartbeat, each line a silent prayer,
Art becomes a language, in which we share.
Through sculpted forms and colors that ignite,
Our spirits soar, embracing the light.
In every masterpiece, we find our sight,
A connection deep, profound, and bright.
The artist’s hand, a guide through the unknown,
Carving dreams from marble, from wood, from stone.
In galleries and museums, their souls are shown,
We stand in awe, feeling never alone.
For in the realm of art, we find our place,
A shared humanity, a common grace.
Through every piece, we leave a trace,
An appreciation, time cannot erase.