The Artisan's Ascension
Reflection
In the realm of creation, a figure stands tall,
Amidst a whirlwind of colors, a story to enthrall.
Brushstrokes dance like leaves on a windy day,
As the artisan's spirit begins its ascension's sway.
With hands clasped, a symbol of inner peace,
The artist's soul takes flight, the creative release.
In this kaleidoscope of hues and light,
The boundaries blur, and the self takes flight.
The artwork becomes a mirror to the soul,
Reflecting the depths of the artist's heart's goal.
Through every stroke, a piece of the self is shared,
As the artisan's essence is forever bared.
In this dance of colors, we find our own tale,
A reflection of our journey, our struggles, our gale.
The artwork whispers secrets, of the creator's plight,
Guiding us through the darkness, into the light.