Artists listen, observe, and feel.
A single portrait can cause the world to tremble,
a single story can cause tears of strangers to fall,
a single song can cause memories to resurface.
The power an artist holds in their hand is limitless.
Brushes, pencils, paper, pens, paint, instruments,
such simple tools with such boundless power.
A musician drumming away on their guitar,
a painter guiding their brush across their canvas gracefully,
a writer sitting down and scribbling across a notebook as they observe the scene.
What a sight of unswayed passion and fiery motivation they have.
They are the perfect trio of creation.
They paint the truth, the horror, the joy of life.
They sing the emotions of thoughts.
They write out what others are afraid of saying out loud.
They are the truth tellers of the world.