Flowers in a Vase One Acrylic

“Vessel of Seasons”

A vase of fire, a bloom of frost, Petals whispering what time has lost. Crimson sighs and cobalt dreams, Spilled across the board in streams.

Gold like memory, blue like thought, Each brushstroke a feeling caught. Orange echoes of autumn’s breath, Turquoise trembling near winter’s death.

Not still life—no, not quite still, It pulses with a painter’s will. A storm of color, calm and wild, A garden born of the inner child.

Framed in silence, yet it sings, Of mystery, music, and unseen things. A floral hymn to light and shade, Where seasons bloom and fade, then fade.