Crimson Rebirth

In the stillness, a transformation unfolds, As petals bloom where thoughts once resided. The mind, a canvas, now a garden yields, Where crimson flowers dance, and wisdom abides. The face, a map of marble, smooth and gray, Conceals the turmoil of a blooming day. The flowers, like thoughts, unfurl and take flight, As the boundaries between reality and dream take flight. In this surreal landscape, the self is reborn, As the beauty of chaos is forever sworn. The red cyclamen, like passionate whispers, share The secrets of the soul, beyond compare. In this metamorphosis, we find our own Path to renewal, where the heart is made known. The artwork whispers truths, both fierce and kind, As the viewer stands, transformed, forever aligned.