..:: School of Athens ::..
By Utada Rumiko
People, people everywhere,
I see them too because I'm here.
They seem to move yet are so still,
The awe I feel from artistic skill.
Two men talk about their usual day,
What they speak I cannot say.
For all things are quiet yet I feel,
The noise of all their spiel.
A woman writes while another reads,
As a lady tends to her baby's needs.
Activity pours from every corner,
Making the environment that much warmer.
People seem to enjoy their day,
The amount of love I cannot weigh.
Times like these seem full of glee,
If only this painting could actually be...