Voice Of Freedom
Eternal Bloom
Eternal Bloom ๐๐บโ๏ธ
I dreamed in colors where darkness learned to blossom,
shaping bones into a garden of endless becoming.
Each stroke carried devotion, each line a quiet prayer,
as if the soul whispered through my restless hands.
From decay, I summoned spring
not of earth, but of inner awakening,
where petals grow from forgotten shadows.
This skull is not an ending, but a doorway,
a mirror of visions too deep for daylight.
In sacred stillness, I found motion,
in silence, a bloom that refuses to fade
eternal, surreal and alive within me.
Digital Art by : Sachin Sharma โ๐ป