Sphere of Innocence

Amidst a sea of vibrant hues, a child sits serene, A canvas of colors cradles her being, a dream within a dream. Each sphere whispers tales of wonder, a kaleidoscope of life, A symphony of hues that dances around her, a world of infinite strife. Her eyes, a mirror of the soul, reflect the chaos and the calm, A silent witness to the beauty that surrounds her, a timeless balm. The spheres, like planets in a cosmic dance, encircle her with grace, A testament to the innocence that lingers in her every space. This is not just a portrait, but a journey through the heart, Where colors speak louder than words, a language of art. She stands as a beacon, a child of the universe, A symbol of hope, resilience, and the boundless force. In this moment, she is both the subject and the artist, Painting her own story with the brushstrokes of her spirit. The spheres, her canvas, her world, her sanctuary, A reminder that in the chaos, there is harmony, a sacred duty. For in her eyes, we see ourselves, our own journey reflected, A mirror of our past, present, and the future we've yet to be lect. This is not just a picture, but a portal to the soul, Where colors and light converge, a timeless, eternal goal.