Words spilling out of your mouth
Onto the streets in bright vibrant colors
That shine in the sunshine
Staining the concrete
Every movement of your shoes hitting the pavement
Musical notes and the beat of your own drum
Rings out for all to hear
Your skin is stained with blues, purples, and greens
Your feelings float above your head
In your own Picasso way that only you can replicate
Your body moves in such a way that it can't be ignores
It's as if I knew hidden language was being discovered
Eyes alone are enough inspire a million paintings
You've framed them with this and that
And yet these words that I write will never be enough
The way you compose your own painting
Of your own existence on this planet
That smile that you smile
That genuine smile when someone told a corny joke
That smile that lights up a room when you walk in
That one no one could replicate
The love that you share that touches everything
Painting itself onto every surface
Now that- that is something special
There's a reason that entrepreneurs says "sell yourself "
Because everything iabout you is an art board
There is so much more to you than meets the eye
We are all covered canvases
With different colors, styles, techniques
When you walk, around your art shows
In your words, the way you move
The way you laugh
Each thing is a different color
Uniquely you
The art is invisible and lost to most
But if you look closer its there, its always there
Treasure your art, because it can never be replicated.
RB2.4
- Author: Birdgirl ( Offline)
- Published: March 25th, 2024 15:31
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 5
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