The Painter's Heart

In a quiet town lived a painter who never spoke. Yet his paintings made people cry,

smile… even heal. A woman saw her late husband’s laughter in his colors. A lonely boy felt

warmth where there’d been none. One evening, someone asked, “How do you know

what we feel?” The painter smiled softly and said, "Because I paint with what I hear…

not what I see." Moral: Understanding doesn’t come from eyes — it comes from listening

with the heart.