Boundless Horizons

In shared strokes and vibrant hues

We weave our voices, young and old

A tapestry of dreams anew

Where stories blend and memories unfold

With bold ideas, fresh and free

Dance alongside the seasoned hand’s grace

Creating art that’s wild and deep

An open, timeless, sacred space

No single owner claims this flow

For art belongs to all, to you, to me

A boundless gift that continues to grow

Beyond the limits of age or history

Together, we defy the lines that bind

In every brushstroke, a unity we find

Voices of the Subconscious

In cobalt dusk where silence hums

A silver thread of music drums

Emerald thoughts drift soft and slow

Through oceans where the dream-lights glow

A voice like velvet moths on glass

Whispers truths that flicker, pass

Amber echoes, spinning wide

Paint sky in tones we keep inside

A crimson word, half-formed, takes flight

Dancing shadows stitched with light

Between the beats of breath and bone

The self we hide speaks soft, alone