Serenade of Her Soul

 

The Artist : Ivanna Shumylko

She’s drawn to skies where dreams unfold,  

Where clouds drift soft in shades of gold,  

Her heart, a canvas painted wide,  

With colors that the stars confide.  

She listens close to music’s tune,  

Like winds that hum beneath the moon,  

Each melody, a whispered breeze,  

That lifts her spirit, sets it free.  

She finds her muse in drops of rain,  

Each splash a song that soothes her pain,  

She dances slow through misted air,  

A symphony in raindrops’ care.  

For art to her is more than brush—  

It’s in the sky’s unspoken hush,  

It’s in the notes that softly rise,  

Like rain that falls from distant skies.  

She loves the way the thunder sighs,  

The way it mingles with goodbyes,  

And how the rainbow bends to show,  

That even storms bring colors’ glow.  

Her world’s alive with vibrant hues,  

Where music, rain, and art infuse,  

With every gaze and every song,  

She finds a place where she belongs.  

For in the sky, she sees her heart,  

A masterpiece in every part,  

And in the rain, she feels a bliss,  

A lover’s touch, a fleeting kiss.  

In every note and painted scene,  

She traces life’s poetic sheen,  

A woman’s soul in love’s embrace,  

With skies, with songs, and rain’s soft grace.