art is a passion, art is a feeling.
art gives wings to emotion
and allows it to fly far
out of the reach
of captivity.

it tells the soul of its longing
for solitude.
it lifts a pale hand
out of the water
and lets it sink back
into the depths
of the deep heart.

the thoughts yearn for a
better way to come out.
a way to express themselves
without the attention
of the people
upon them.
it avoids crowds, yet somehow
manages to stay sane.

art is a secret kept for many years
and hidden away from the light.
art is a girl released
into a wolf den
and expected to
return leading the pack.
art is the strong female alpha
standing before the enemy,
directing the pack to victory.
art is what it wants to be.
it commands itself to show
the deep secrets of its soul.
and it does so, but only slightly.