In the heart of the nation, a beacon shines bright,
With brush and chisel, they bring dreams to light.
Their canvas a testament to stories untold,
A legacy of beauty, both brave and bold.

Through the ages, their art transcends time,
A symphony of colors, a poetic rhyme.
Each stroke a whisper of history’s embrace,
Every sculpture a hero, every painting a face.

They capture the essence of land and soul,
With hands that heal, with art that consoles.
Their vision a bridge from past to today,
Guiding us gently, showing the way.

So here’s to the artist, the nation’s pride,
In their masterpiece, we all confide.
Their legacy eternal, their spirit set free,
They paint the future for you and me.