In the quiet corners of the mind,
Where whispers of dreams take flight,
Creativity blooms like a vibrant garden,
Painting the canvas of the night.

The heart becomes a wild symphony,
Composing melodies of the unseen,
Each note a spark of inspiration,
A tapestry woven from the soul’s serene.

Brushes dipped in hues of wonder,
Sketch visions of the untold,
In the artist’s hand, a world unfolds,
Boundless stories waiting to be told.

In every stroke, a voice awakens,
Breaking the chains of the mundane,
In creativity’s embrace, we find our truth,
A universe where dreams sustain.