With brush in hand, the canvas waits,
A world of colors, infinite states.
Each stroke a story, untold tale,
Of dreams and hopes that will prevail.
From palette bright, hues emerge,
Splashed with passion, a vibrant surge.
In shades of joy and depths of sorrow,
I paint the promise of tomorrow.
Blending shades of dusk and dawn,
Capturing moments before they're gone.
Whispers of truth, whispers of grace,
On this canvas, life finds its place.
In every curve, in every line,
A glimpse of life, a moment divine.
For in the dance of color and light,
I find myself, and all is right.
About the Creator
Isra
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