recite the lyrics

Thinking about the way art affects us
Changing the colors and the fonts
Does art imitate life or is life set free
Or does it just create new needs and wants?
Looked at the same screen different layout
Different but yet the same somehow,
What is the product what is the meaning
Same questions then as there are now.
Too caught up in the visual, the scene,
Medium is the message instant contact,
Instant dissatisfaction only keystrokes away,
Life is the same what is it that I lacked?

Artists rendering creating with every brushstroke,
Breaks free from the mundane illuminates the everyday,
What was once simple and plain
Sets us free and we are rendered sane.
A new vision of the same old thing,
Recrafted, redrafted instantly rearranged,
Something comes from nothing,
And nothing springs outta something.
The images are in our minds and our souls,
A new day is dawning, the world ever changing,
We are creating all of this as we go,
Sometimes, some days the way is slow.
Something magical and special about creating
Whether its art, music, writing,
Seems like it refuels our spirits,
Music for our souls, recite the lyrics.