Feeling

A painting
A sketch
A poem
All are expressions
Of the artist’s
Feeling and love,
A glimpse into
The soul of
The artist.
You may not
Like what you see
Or perhaps you will,
Art may be in the
Eye of the beholder
But it comes from
The artist’s
Feeling.
The artist
Is a sort of
Guide to
One perspective
Of truth though
Limited as it
May be by the
Perspective
Of both the
Artist and
The viewer.
The artist must
Live to create and
Not create to live,
I have often felt
The same holds
True for teaching.
Molding shaping
Pushing this or that,
With colors ink words
Or ideas is more
Than a job,
It is love
Which
Is
To feel
From the
Heart more
Than the head.
To perceive some
Symmetry in what
Others are too busy
To notice even if it
Means their own
Happiness if
They were
Aware.
It is possible
To become drunk
On feeling as
Indicated by
So many
Poor
Artist’s
Attempts
At creating
Beauty rather
Than seeing
Beauty in
Whatever form
It may take,
The stars as
Sequins on a black
Silk scarf the
Milky Way a
Wave of the
Dancer’s
Arm.