The Birthplace Of Art

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Anisha

9 months ago

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When dark layers are worked through
and doors are flung open,
unveils a beauty that transcends
the boundaries of physical shields.

This entrancing beauty,
this magic of alchemy,
shines through and illuminates
the dark recesses of the being.

This beauty is divine,
changing forms in moments,
hey being the same always,
the eternal, everlasting
fountain of joy.

This beauty paints lives
in tones of eternity,
ephemeral shades and tints
come out as the colours of
everlasting joy and bliss.

This beauty dances gracefully
in places unknown,
breathing mellifluous melodies
in cacophonic rooms.

This beauty sings in love,
the praise of who created all,
and awakens the sleeping
reservoirs of magic unknown.

This beauty weaves poems,
and creates sculptures similar to life,
it acts in everyone of us,
perfuming all it touches and knows.

This beauty ethereal and majestic
is the birthplace of art,
and this, my love, is nothing but
your golden, lovely heart.

~ Anisha

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