When a song begins
a star smiles
by using our hearts

When a poem ends
a feeling kisses
by using our lips

When a painting smiles
a memory ends
by using our hands

But art exists forever
by using the eternal moment
of creation

And the silence is
its brother
under the feelings of living

Yannis Politopoulos

1 σχόλιο:

  1. without art, we miss something in our life ! I wish everyone can find "his" art !
    hope you enjoy your summer