Essences of Art and Life

How do you see the world?

The Tree of Life is withered

the fruit is rotted

the land is widow

and the leaves have fallen.

Some say Life is a game

Some say a puzzle

I say life is a work of art

In a never ending process

Like DaVinci 
Carrying the Mona Lisa 

On his back 

adding to it

until his death.

The artwork of life

isn't supposed to be pretty

it's not supposed to be glamorous

it's supposed to make you feel something

it's supposed to show you the truth

the essences, cultures, the human nature. 

In a world full of plains

be the mountain

In a world full of ponds

be the ocean

In a world full of realities

be the dreams

The Tree of Life may be withered 

however

We The People

being the harvested fruits

can bare seeds

and make the land flourish 

with art, love, and ideality

We are the dry paintbrush 

on the canvas of Life

we all have a little bit of paint

and NOW is the time to do it

NOW is the time to craft our lives

our legacies

our Masterpiece

Author's Note

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