In the quiet dance of brush and hue,
A world emerges, born anew,
With every stroke, a story’s told,
In vibrant whispers, bright and bold.

The canvas speaks in silent tones,
Of dreams and realms, to us unknown,
Each color blends, each line defines,
A symphony of crafted signs.

Through shadows deep and lights that gleam,
Art reveals a hidden dream,
A tapestry of thoughts and feels,
In every corner, life reveals.

From the heart, the artist’s hand,
Shapes a world, both vast and grand,
In every piece, a part of soul,
Art makes the broken whole.