The most boring artist I know

Across life's tumultuous waves I've seen thee sail, From tempests fierce to ports of eternity, Where souls await the final reckoning free Of earthly toil and sin's relentless veil. Thou speakest true of art's beguiling tale, Once worshipped, now revealed in clarity, As fleeting shadows in life's tapestry, Their fading allure as time's winds assail. Yet, do not mourn the passions once professed, For in their fervor, beauty did reside, And through thy hands, immortal truths confessed. Now, as the shadows lengthen, cast aside The vanities of youth, and be thou blessed, Embracing love divine, eternal guide.