"Whispers of Dawn"
ACRYLIC PAINT ON CANVAS
Under a sky of vibrant hues, with a crimson sun in an orange muse, birds of colors, bright and rare, in surreal worlds, they dwell and share.
A purple form, with a tail adorned, In dreams, such visions are reborn. Amongst the grass, the secrets hide, In this abstract realm, they bide.
Green and yellow grass stand in silent grace, Guardians of this mystic space, Where whispers of the spirit blend, In colors bold, their stories send.
Under a sky of vibrant hues, with a crimson sun in an orange muse, birds of colors, bright and rare, in surreal worlds, they dwell and share.
A purple form, with a tail adorned, In dreams, such visions are reborn. Amongst the grass, the secrets hide, In this abstract realm, they bide.
Green and yellow grass stand in silent grace, Guardians of this mystic space, Where whispers of the spirit blend, In colors bold, their stories send.
