Art and the unsaid: A poem

 I.

When problems are no longer reconciled through discourse or reason, art will speak for the unsaid. 

When language fails; when talking to another feels like talking to a concrete wall, art will speak for the unsaid. 

When we become blinded by beliefs, that we no longer see the world as seen by another, art will speak for the unsaid. 

When freedom of speech gets strangled; either by power, conventions, or authority, art will still speak for the unsaid. 

II.

Art has something to tell us all, if we can dare to listen. 

Art has its own language that can only be understood by conscience. 

Its message, sublime and transient, but if embodied and lived, can bring us wise guidance.

Art could be that field beyond good and evil; and it is through us whether it will yield order or peril.

For Art is nothing but a canvas, reflecting our humanity as it comes to pass.

To look at its depths is to look deep within ourselves.

What message, wisdom, and knowledge will we derive from its wells?