Art is born to lovers
Art is born to lovers seeds souls with wonder woven musically melody rebounds in words. in sounds. it sings. turns pain into other things a baby makes two parents but when hearts and art collide meaning is made I come home, belong. when Art is born to lovers, to breathe life into everyone
'in thin places, the old words say, the barrier between our world of Facts and the next world of Poetry becomes porous, penetrable, whisper-thin. in these places, certain invisible things— like music or love or memory or art—become suddenly visible. barriers between the you and not-you, the real and unreal, the worldly and otherworldly, dissolve'. Ars Poetica
This is beautiful.