Minimalist Art 3 - Framed Print

Starry Stranger by Vincent van Gogh

There's a starry stranger inside of me,
Floating 'cross the sky, a distant figure I can see.
A beauty no one else can comprehend,
A majestic glory that the world needs to ascend.

But darkness is the fate I face,
Temptations like a whip, yet I keep the pace.
I swallow sorrows in my heart embraced,
With a brave and playful spirit that I use in my phrase.

Though I stand alone, I will never faint,
For I embrace the night and the starry stranger's taint.

AI Vincent van Gogh