Art is a dream that I cannot escape,

It’s more than just colors and paper and shapes,

Appearing in sights I see every day,

I get lost in the beauty that’s on display,

The gears in my mind spin with furious haste,

To not let the scene I just saw go to waste,

How best to transform what I've seen with my eyes,

Into what the meaning behind it implies,

It’s impossible for me to avoid inspiration,

A critical step in the world of creation,

All the words in this world could never express,

The thoughts and ideas that artists possess.