Jean C. Bafia
The Artist And The Poet - Poem by Jean C. Bafia
An artist paints on canvas,
A poet paints in mind,
And those who search their meaning,
Different answers each will find.
Silent rapture of a sunset'
A caressing lullaby;
Or rage of storm and tempest,
And mournful spirits cry.
Each captures in it's fashion,
A timeless work of art;
With brush and pen, they both create,
What might have had no start.
The voice that calls, without a sound,
Can summon from within;
Those deepest feelings of the soul,
Which may have never been.
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