In the hush of a painter’s dream,
Colors dance in whispered schemes,
Brushes glide with gentle grace,
Crafting worlds in boundless space.
Every hue a silent song,
Tales of light where shadows long,
Canvas whispers secrets deep,
In its folds, the stories sleep.
The artist’s heart in every line,
Breathes life where forms intertwine,
A symphony of shades and light,
A universe within the sight.
In every stroke, a world anew,
The soul’s reflection, bold and true,
Art, a bridge to realms unseen,
In colors’ dance, we find the dream.