Quintessence (1199)

A fuchsia burst erupts at the center, the incandescent heart of a galaxy in effervescence. Around it, greens, golds, and turquoises intertwine in flowing waves, like drifting continents of light. The solar yellow at the top radiates in splashes, while touches of orange and red appear like embers scattered by the wind. Pink circles, suspended here and there, resemble bubbles of parallel universes, cosmic pearls floating in the invisible. The eye travels from one burst to another, drawn in by the richness of contrasts and the dynamism of the composition. Everything here breathes explosion and birth, as if matter, scattering itself, seeks to write a new symphony of shapes and colors. And if each outburst, each splash, carried within it the secret of creation, like a spark of infinity deposited in the heart of the world?