What is art?

Is it the birds in the bees?
The sky and the trees?
The ones that are willing to get down on their knees?

Perhaps it's a poem, written at night.
Or maybe a film that can give you a fright.

It could be a photo, capturing a noble gesture.
Or a sculpture, ceramics, even architecture.

Most think of a painting, a portrait or abstract.
But my definition of art can't be confined by just that.

Art can be anything that you see with your eyes.
It can also be something that lives in disguise.

It can sometimes hide in the most peculiar places.
Concrete walls, train car sides, and even people's faces.

But of course you know it's all a matter of perspective.
I just know that finding art in every day is my directive.