My Art is no art
Without my mind's simplicity.
My Art does not want
To subscribe to the view
That unhappiness
Commands the world.
When I paint or draw,
I keep my mind's thought-garden
Completely free of self-doubt-weeds.
My Art is the hide-and-seek
Between my soul's illumining smiles
And my heart's streaming tears.
The Artist in me has three
Faithful, sleepless
And self-giving friends:
A newness-eye, a oneness-heart
And a fulness-life.
The heart of my Art
And the heart of a child
Are extremely fond of each other.
They love each other deeply;
They need each other constantly;
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