The Spark

This painting captures emotions that stirred deep within me—feelings I couldn't quite put into words. It was as if a spark longed to break free, yet the tide of uncertainty rushed in, weaving passion with reason, and excitement with traces of sadness and fear. But must we always seek to understand? Or are some things meant to slip through our fingers like whispers in the wind, while others are destined to be felt, to be lived, without question?