Artists can run hot,
Looking for passion,
Looking for truth,
Looking behind the veil
Of what is presented as reality.
Looking for blood,
Looking for life,
Artists can run hot.
I think the gift is not in the paint,
Or the notes,
Or the words,
Or the dance steps
So carefully choreographed,
But in the vision: The lives, the blood:
How should it be?
I think the vision is in
Lives.
Mine, yours, ours,
Our lives, our dreams,
Realized.
Our futures defined,
As the way we think they should be.
Hopes known….
Dreams realized.
Somehow in life
Hopes can be… how you say…
Somewhat postponed.
Practicalities can intervene,
And no matter how you would justify it,
Dreams can be put off.
Artists can run hot
All they have are dreams.
Patience can be a sin.
Talk to them about waiting
For tomorrow.
Elsa
These topics are so connsuifg but this helped me get the job done.
Tom Smith
thank you