The last sunlight of each day

Is filled with the dreams

Abandoned by idle minds

It is heavy with ideals

Of the burdened

It lights on the minds of artists

And transforms into

Something we are able to recognize

Art

The painter plucks a particularly

Colorful dream from a sunbeam

The photographer captures

The radiant hope within the

Lighting of a picture

The writer listens to the emotions

And clamoring of the

Overactive dust motes

Artists take what we abandon

And give it tangible meaning

Visual splendor

Nameless hopes

Abandoned dreams are the

Inspiration of artists

It is their food, water, and shelter

From the opaque and duller world

Of people without art

Running through their veins

Artists render the intangible

For others to see

What they may