In Search of a Purpose

A painting grows with flowing colors Streaming across the canvas frame A poignant story sometimes follows Admired by some, rarely leads to fame. A sculpture formed in clay by hand And a figure emerges into the air Depicting animal or perhaps a man Creating a vision with loving care. The ancient art of silk and yarn Found ways to make a special piece To hang on walls or even worn From silken worm or nature’s fleece. Tho you may think your talent’s nil And clever craftsman you’ll never be Suddenly there comes a hidden thrill Whenever your thoughts are set free. You write a poem and hear the sound Of emotions felt when read aloud Your talent comes when words are found You’ve touched another, you can be proud!