Symphony of a painting

Is it strange to dance when I can't hold it in anymore?
To sing instead of cry,
play the violin in place of breaking,
paint instead of laugh,
create and laugh together,
express in words with my pen,
love and laugh?

I dance and I can feel emotion,
I paint and I hear a symphony all my own,
In art I find a world of pure emotion,
untamed emotion raw and wild.

Can you see the colors of music?
Hear the symphony of a painting?
Or is it only me?

Is it strange to love a world only I can see,
or to dance in the sun when it rains?
Lose yourself with me in the beauty of a world that has been forgotten.
I can see colors in music,
I can hear the symphony to a painting.

Close your eyes and hear the rhythm of life.
Art only makes it more apparent.
In Art It is every were,
you can see if in yourself if you truly wish.

Go on try,
you can see colors you would never dream.
Hear music like nothing else,
and dance a rhythm of your own,
see the color of music
and hear the symphony of a painting.
come join me in this beautiful world.