In an age of rampant indifference,
I'm buoyed by Art's subtle compensations.
They bloom slowly like flowers so deep
In the heart of me. I'm grateful for that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The world may not be that rosy today but art is an expression of one's feelings as well as of its healing powers for heart and soul of its protagonists. Thanks.
Thanks Rajinsh...much appreciated! I must browse through some of your work and comment. Feel free to read more of my poetry..'Art Heals' is merely a drop in the ocean of my body of work.