New painting drop titled “Symphony of the Soul.” Here’s the poetry I wrote for the piece: It’s strange, how healing is not a clean ascent but a long conversation with the parts of me that never left the dark. And then… the body remembers its light I have seen it how grief opens a secret passage how the soul steps out barefoot, trembling, into its own wilderness. What a relief, to stop searching for the fixed point and let the motion itself be enough The wind moves through it. The heart learns, a