Feb 26, 2025
"Artist"
The word alone is not much.
Yet these brave souls risk much in laying themselves bare to the war torn world.
They smear their hearts across walls and brush dreams onto pages once bare as the snowy cold of winter.
I love the flowers in spring that escaped to color life again. So when I say artists give life, I can't put a more true statement into words.
So to the people, who smear their hearts across walls, brush dreams onto paper, fill the air with melodies kept in their souls, and those that spill blood and tears into words, and more.
Thank you, for lighting the sparks that keep the fire going in the cold. You are loved more than you ever know, even if you kept those parts secret. <3
