In colors bold and lines that weave,
Art speaks truths we dare believe.
A canvas whispers, a sculpture cries,
In silent forms, our spirit flies.

Through ancient tales and modern dreams,
Art flows like rivers, endless streams.
A bridge of hearts, a world untold,
In every stroke, new worlds unfold.

In rhythm’s beat and melody’s grace,
Art finds a home, a sacred space.
It mends the soul, it binds the heart,
The timeless dance of life and art.

To see, to feel, to understand,
Art holds the key in every hand.
A testament to human worth,
The vital pulse of art on Earth.