Tianna - Language

Light fires in the hearts with open minds,

And see them burn with different hues or forms.

Note each effect you sculpted piece by piece;

Glean more clay types with open eyes and ears.

Unlived, a word is nothing – has no sense:

Admire how we find the soul of text.

Glove empty air with textiles that you like -

Elicit joy; your words your paint, your tool.

The End

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