Nerves are attached to the most curious art,
the conscience of the embracing heart.
Where joy spreads glowing affections in love,
true sentences in motion freely move.
Saluting lustres of affirmation by creative confession,
allowing the expression in any art for permission.
Bind us in time of tune so clear riding the wave of awe on earthy shore,
through the vortex of living love for more.
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Art in its various guises always pulls me into its wonder.
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