Secret Language Recognized By Us
we sit in shadows
but are seen in light,
we speak in riddles,
that language is beauty
divine by God
earthly by nature
spiritual by power
but reserved. unlit
we are apart
but when our
candles are lit
and the light
shines on our face
whe speak our words
we understand
we see
we hear
we feel.
by Jesse Kaler
my reasoning behind this poem is that art is a language that is seen, read, heard, and felt by people who are artists because you tap into the feelings that live in your heart because your heart has emotions that are different than the head and art is what shows them.
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