Divine Art
*Divine Art*
Every day we limit our mind
Not letting space or a respite
Turning to be artist, leading slow life
Leaving dream and fear, only aside
Of much we hope for, a glory life
Wonderin' if meaningful, a savor of surprise
But makin' little detour, a peaceful strife
Mentality of people, for centuries, abides
to passion for art, collections divine
A piece of symphony, singing lullaby
A joy of living, most pleasurable desire
Every precious moment, what a life one truly finds
Busaba Patanawiroj
11.7.2010
Copyright © Busaba Patanawiroj | Year Posted 2011
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