I love my life of soft rebellions and golden light
full of freedom, whimsy, and love that spills over the edges.
May I always keep this spark alive,
this gentle fire that makes the ordinary feel poetic,
and the world feel warm enough to dream in. ⭐😺
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This painting is my interpretation of the Sufi path,a journey of love, surrender, and self discovery. The flowing white robes symbolize purity, the whirl symbolizes the journey of the soul, and the calligraphy carries the timeless voice of spirituality.🌟
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Red hands rest upon her skin,
covering her mouth, her thoughts, her voice.
They speak of fear without a sound,
turning silence into a prison.Her cries were buried
beneath a stranger's hands,
while the night stood still
and no one came to understand.…
Her eyes were twin stars, dancing with mischief,
shining softly in the quiet night.
The moon stayed close above us,
but I hardly noticed it.
All my attention was caught
in the light of her eyes.
There was laughter hidden there,and secrets too
little sparks that made me wonder…
Who am I without the hope?
A quiet ache in an unlit room,
a sky that still remembers stars
but cannot name them.
Without the love,
I am hands that once held warmth,
now tracing the memory of light
on the cold surface of absence.
Without the habit of forgiveness,…
This painting is about the red string theory the belief that two souls who are meant to meet are always connected by an invisible thread. No matter the distance, time, or circumstances, that connection remains sometimes stretched, sometimes tangled, but never broken.❤️
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UNDER THE DARK BLUE VEIL💙
-Beneath the dark sky’s velvet hue,
Mountains rest in shades of blue.
House lights glow,
soft sparks that gleam,
Scattered like stars inside a dream.
Waves collide on distant shores,
Whispering secrets forevermore.…