In a canvas vast and wide,
Colors dance, dreams collide,
Brushstrokes weave tales untold,
Art’s embrace, pure and bold.
Shadows blend in hues so bright,
Stars converse with the night,
Each creation, a silent scream,
Whispering secrets, a painter’s dream.
Textures speak in silent tones,
Marble forms, life in stones,
Every stroke, a heartbeat’s trace,
Crafting beauty, time and space.
From the soul, the essence streams,
Art’s reflection, life’s grand scheme,
An eternal dance, a timeless song,
In art, we find where we belong.