My Art Is A Love Song

In celestial gardens where dreams are sown,
I wander, a minstrel of secrets unknown.
A gift from the ether, pure, unclaimed,
In art and in melody, truth is named.

A messenger only, under heaven's dome,
My creations not property, but a journey home.
They belong to the whispers of the gentlest breeze,
To the dance of the leaves, and the hues of the seas.

No coin can appraise their infinite worth,
No boundaries limit celestial birth.
It’s not truly mine when it comes to my mind,
My art is a love song of all humankind

A love ballad based on this poem, performed by The Frontier Lady, has been released on major music platforms worldwide