You share your poetry with me and my heart gets steeped in compassion as I read your anger at the injustices in your world.
You share your painting with me and my stress dissolves into the colors licking the canvas edge.
You share your song with me and my thoughts become melodies and my heartbeat changes to match the pulse of life.
You share your story with me and I see my own life mirrored in the character who feels alternately lost and found.
You share your art of laughter with me and my cares dance away into thin air.
You share your art of the powerful question with me and my floundering finds an anchor of clarity.
Art shared = lives changed. More than you may ever know.
Make your art public. PLEASE.