It Speaks Truth

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I have not come in contact With artistic work to act Yet I felt it from within It had more for appeal to win How the hearts can be felt close? How can they be made to choose? To feel for right things and excel! It is really divine art to reveal “It is transformation” she argues “Though picture with real relation” she guesses I find some truth and fact There is no reason to react It is compassion at heart That comes out to part For human misery As blessing from almighty I felt pictures were so much encouraging It was quite appropriate and matching What is there in divinity to be believed? The pain, in any case, has to be relieved I find real penetration in her eyes It speaks truth without any try I love the expression on face This is what we need for human race * Gift to Janet Myre

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