The Blossoming Of Life (7)

In this painting, the elements unite in a symphony of rebirth. Solar orange embraces azure blue, violet dissolves into air like the scent of dawn. Everything seems to surge from an incandescent center — both flame and petal, wave and prayer. The energy is pure, free, inhabited by an elevating breath. One can sense the memory of origins, the gentle touch of a divine hand upon matter. The world is reborn here, not through force but through light. Isn’t this the most beautiful promise of creation — that every fragment of shadow already carries its own radiance?