In every stroke, a story lies,
Of dreams that soar beyond the skies.
With colors bright and shadows deep,
The canvas wakes from silent sleep.
Each line a whisper, soft yet clear,
A melody for the heart to hear.
The dance of shapes, both wild and free,
Crafting worlds for eyes to see.
A splash of red, a touch of blue,
Emotions blend in every hue.
From joy to sorrow, hope and fear,
A masterpiece in moments near.
The artistâs hand, both firm and kind,
Leaves traces of a wandering mind.
In art, we find our souls unbound,
A universe in colors found.