Caged Vibrance
Reflection
In the grid of black lines, a world is confined,
Vibrant colors bursting, yet restricted in design.
Red, blue, and yellow, a palette so bold,
A dance of freedom, within a structure cold.
The brushstrokes thick, the paint applied with zest,
A mosaic of emotion, in a world unguessed.
The grid, a cage, that holds and sets free,
A paradox of constraint, and wild ecstasy.
In this abstract realm, we find our own cage,
The boundaries we set, the freedom we engage.
The colors bleed, the lines begin to blur,
As we navigate, the space between the grid and the fur.
Of creativity, where art and soul entwine,
We find the beauty, in the caged vibrance divine.
A reflection of our own, inner strife,
And the liberation, that comes with embracing life.