Bring the dead alive,
Enjoy the dark of the daylight,
In the night see the black, in bright,
Reach out to embrace the sky,
Color the emptiness, let imaginations fly,
Wear the guise of, for the soul that appeal,
Swallow the mystical rhythm, when is reveal,
Feel the real, pleasure though lies in imagination,
Frame what is felt, image into artistic dimension,
The still water or the laughing tree,
Elements of the nature will greet, the soul if set free,
Express the expressions Experienced,
Life is poetic, Its rhythm is essenced.
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