In a realm where colors softly blend,
The brush begins its gentle dance,
Whispers of dreams on canvas extend,
Inviting all to take a chance.
Every hue a story to tell,
In the strokes, emotions unfurl,
A silent symphony casting its spell,
In the vibrant dance of the painterâs world.
Textures emerge, a tactile song,
Lines and shapes in harmony play,
In art, we find where we belong,
A universe in hues of night and day.
The soul of the artist, boundless and free,
In every stroke, a piece of eternity,
A timeless journey for all to see,
Captured in artâs endless symphony.