A Sense of Beauty
The painter, by God, given the artful eye,
With each graceful flick of the wrist,
Upon blank canvas the scene is set to dry,
So a rare beauty can exist.
The painter, by God, given the artful eye,
With each graceful flick of the wrist,
Upon blank canvas the scene is set to dry,
So a rare beauty can exist.
Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again
Often Misunderstood
My Journey with You
An Open Mic & Poetry Show
Poetry and Prose
Cherish every moment
I speak my heart out.
♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️
Connecting philosophy to the world around us
Dichotomy | Contrast | Life
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