In the quiet gallery, shadows dance
A canvas whispers secrets of the past
Brushstrokes capture moments, fleeting glance
An artist’s soul in every hue, steadfast.

The palette speaks in tones of joy and sorrow
Each stroke a tale, each color a voice
Through vibrant reds and somber blues we borrow
A glimpse into a world of silent noise.

The artwork breathes, it sighs and dreams
Of landscapes vast and portraits deep
It pulls the viewer into streams
Of thought and wonder, wide and steep.

In this cocoon of creativity, we find
A universe within a frame
Where time stands still and hearts unwind
Inspired by the artist’s eternal flame.