The Pride of Creation

Out of the void of darkness,

The dawn of creativity begins.

A blank page waiting for inspiration.

The first rays of hope,

Are ideas conceived.

Hues of red and orange,

illuminate the mind’s horizon.

A flash of yellow fills the soul.

The moment of sunrise.

Insight streams forth,

Green thoughts brought to life by the daybreak;

Nourishing the landscape of individuality and self-expression.

Blue, indigo, and violet fill the paper sky.

For they are the colors of imagination.

As the end of day beckons,

And sunset draws nigh,

Fully realized are the words of ingenuity and innovation.

Dusk once again must yield to darkness.

The creator may now rest,

And reflect upon the pride of creation.

For their work has been recorded for all of eternity.