Art is Life
And the waters of Life
pour forth in waves
that pulse through Creation
like a heartbeat…
and the human being is given life.
As this life is pressed out
the human spirit births its forms
that unravel as they grow.
And in their swirling and twirling
one can see the signposts
pointing either up or down
on a bypath or the straight road.
It is in us to create.
The brush or the pen,
the spoken word, or the deed that stands…
The outward form the tools create
outlines the face of the Self.
And as beauty lives within, so is it given life without.
And in the filaments that vibrate in beauty
as they finely veil with an ethereal glow
all art that is truly artful
one finds that gasp
that inhales from eternity’s air
and the connection can be made
with all that lifts one’s gaze, to the Highest.
It is the strength of these ethereal filaments,
the height of their vibration
that repel the destruction by man and time
of works that speak words
needed for all future time.
And the man
who lives and breathes forms
reflecting the purest arrangement of elements
moves with an air
that rouses the joy of life
within another human spirit.
© Dalida Iruoha.