In the quiet whispers of the night,
Colors blend, creating light.
A painter’s brush, a poet’s pen,
Crafting tales of where they’ve been.

The canvas speaks, a silent voice,
Each stroke a memory, each hue a choice.
Dreams take shape, in shades so bright,
A dance of shadows, a play of light.

Art transcends, beyond the frame,
Embracing sorrow, joy, and flame.
Emotions blend, in every line,
A masterpiece, so divine.

So let your heart, on canvas flow,
Let every color, every glow.
For in each painting, story told,
Lies a world, vivid and bold.