Sometimes life destroys me.
Leaves a black burned hole.
Useless stories, smell of emptiness.
The days go by with hollow inertia, without a person inside.
But one day, without expecting it, a flower greets me, and the light seems kinder.
I discover timid embers that are animating, the night begins to smile.
A new and clean force is growing inside me,
it wants to come out.
And suddenly I fly.
Acrylic on canvas.
120 cm x 60 cm.