In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance with gentle light,
Art weaves stories bold and bright,
A tapestry of life in sight.

Colors blend and shapes emerge,
Emotions flow, a vibrant surge,
Each brushstroke, a silent urge,
To capture moments, never to diverge.

Life, the artist’s endless muse,
In every hue and subtle fuse,
A masterpiece we cannot lose,
For in its depths, we find our cues.

As days unfold and seasons change,
Art and life, a boundless range,
Together in a dance, unchained,
Forever linked, forever strange.