In the quiet corners of the heart,
Where whispers of colors dance,
Art weaves its gentle tapestry,
Awakening souls from slumber’s trance.

Through canvases and silent strings,
Stories untold find their voice,
In every stroke and note that sings,
Art becomes our choice.

A mirror to the world and self,
Reflecting truth in myriad hues,
In art’s embrace, we find ourselves,
Our fears and dreams infused.

So let us cherish this sacred gift,
This bridge across time and space,
For in the realm of art we lift,
The veil to our deeper grace.