Arms are used to make an art
But without our eyes how can we start
We lost how strong art used to be
Details are gone how can we not see
Do we need some wings to fly so high
To know the things we should apply
Or we only need to remind our hearts
What modern art is from the start
nice one... i've read this over and over again... and i still find it fascinating... =)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
aahh... I remember this poem in our art activity... Nice write... nicely expressed..