Beauty of Art

Art begins in the mind as a seed planted in soil,

scenes that form the colors of imagination,

taking shape within the soul to boil,

each object pieced together from fragmentation.

The picture is drawn out of shapes to lay a foundation,

the paint diluted in water to flow on paper,

each stroke of the brush brings a scene to fruitation,

every detail laid down with a fine taper.

Out of the chaos of many colors’ beauty takes hold,

a peace of mind and soulful side to share,

to form poetry through paint and words priceless not sold,

It’s for the love of art to lay my heart bare.

by Brent Bellah