Life, Art and Everything In Between.

There were three keys,
One was Life,
One was Art,
And One was Everything In Between.

I took the First key, and filled my world with colour.
Fixed it in frames, and encapsulated its splendour.
It then became the lie, so beautiful, so free,
And I blamed the many needs, the needs I couldn’t see.
So I buried the key that was Art, so deep within my heart
To forever remain unseen, in the heart, the heart that now beats.

There were three keys,
One was Life,
One was Art,
And One was Everything In Between.

I took the Second key, reforged it with perversion, perception,
Transition, juxtaposition, ramification, justification,
And... human affection.
Amidst all the dogmatic strife and self-war stricken strides
I showed it civilizations, and tides of beautiful minds
Till one day it became everything, everything between art and life.

There were three keys,
One was Life,
One was Art,
And One was Everything In Between.

I took the Third key--the secret of life, death and wisdom infinite--
Far across the seven mountains, and across the seven seas,
I locked my soul,
And threw the key into the murky depths of oceans of time.

Then I fled into the cold night illuminated silver by moonlight bright.
For a hundred thousand years, feelings and thoughts fought a terrible fight.
The day I died, I shed my pride.
And my unlocked soul... reunited with the Key of Life.

There were three keys.
One, was Life.
One, was Art.
And One, was Everything. Everything In Between...