The artist in me, sees beauty in every place.
The artist in me, see's poetry in every face.
I paint a picture with every word that I write.
Whether it is peace and love, or stars shining in the night.
The artist in me, hears music everywhere.
The artist in me, feels heaven in the air.
I see a vision and strive to make it real,
so others can see and hear, the magic that I feel.
The artist in me, see's oceans in the sky.
The artist in me, imagines all the why.
I take all the impossible and allow it to be free,
for it's my life, my love, my destiny to be,
the artist in me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perhaps the me is in the Artist, and with less me we get more Artist showing through?