Expression through Art

Sunbeams dance across my face, their golden touch spilling softly into the room, kissing away the shadows of night and igniting the world with warmth and the promise of a new day. Ideas tumble through my mind like waves rushing to the shore, each more powerful than the last. They reach higher, breathing a million sparkling gems into the air.

Yet today, as on many days, an undercurrent of negativity lingers—a whisper, a glance, a raised eyebrow, a threat—something determined to chase away the sunbeams. Now weary, the waves persist but with less enthusiasm; droplets in muted shades replace the once shimmering gems.

I whisper goodnight, but deep down, I know that tomorrow those shimmering sunbeams will reignite my energy and my love for life, a flame that nothing can extinguish.