Art surrounds us everywhere.
It's in our dreams,
It's in our hair.
There's art in color,
There's art in beige,
There's art in every written page.
There's art in sound,
There's art in dirt,
There's art in being badly hurt.
Even the littlest speck of air we breath,
Has art like the eternities.
Where would this world be without it's art?
God surely must've had a heart.
To put us on this complex sphere,
Of music, color, family, and tears.
But do you dare to think that you,
Could think up more than you might do?
Transform your perspective into your father above's.
Find art in living,
Find art in love.
Find art in everything you do.
And that, my friend, will get you through.
