Art

I do not recall the last time I sat down and admired something for its art, whether it is the sky, the rivers, or simply the art of people being people. Art is in everything: in writing your deepest and most astonishing thoughts, listening to the stories of the past from your loved ones, the chirping of birds, the watercolor sunsets, and the sunrises that remind us every day we begin from square one once again. It is in the musical masterpieces from every century and, truly, in just about anything. Art is in people, not just in painting or musical talent, but in the connections we form through our souls, in the voices with which we say “I love you” to let others know we are with them forever. Our minds are art, shaped by the thoughts we think; our arms, by the warm embraces we give. Everything is art because beauty is art, and there is beauty in everything in the world. So, perhaps things do not appear to be so bad if you look at the beauty of art in your life.