Abstract hues in a whirl of color bright,
In a canvas kissed by dappled light.
A silent whisper of life's core,
A tale told like never before.
Flickered strokes of a tender hand,
Where lines of reality and fantasy stand.
The soul's voice, the heart's key,
In abstraction, life's raw beauty we see.
In hues bold, whispers of joy and despair,
Blooms an unspoken prayer.
A world, unseen, undeterred, unfurled,
An echo of the silent words.
Where black meets white, the spirit stirs,
A celestial ballet, the cosmos concurs.
An abstract painting, raw and rife,
Is but the soul's journey through life.
In the chaos, peace takes flight,
In the darkness, finds its light.
An abstract art, untamed, wild,
Is life's essence, undefiled.
In colors, life's pulse beats strong,
In abstraction, no right or wrong.
A painted mirror of the soul's endeavor,
A dance of life, ceasing never.
This canvas of life, abstract and bright,
Carries the soul's weightless flight.
Life's essence, in colors it's twirled,
An abstract painting, the heart of the world.
