In the world of the ethereal, where I am lighter than air, I find my existence. A state of being so delicate, so weightless, that I could forever dwell in this sensation. It is a feeling that transcends the physical, seeping into the very essence of my soul, making me yearn for its eternal embrace.

I find myself adrift in tranquil skies, a silent observer to the world below. The vast expanse of azure becomes my canvas, and I, a solitary dot against its magnificent backdrop. The serenity of the heavens is a balm to my weary spirit, a gentle reminder of the world’s inherent beauty.

As the sun sets, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, it becomes my comforting companion. Its warm glow wraps around me like a blanket, whispering tales of the day gone by. The setting sun, in its resplendent glory, is a testament to the cyclical nature of life, a symbol of endings that pave the way for new beginnings.

The wind, my constant companion, rustles through my hair, its cool touch a soothing balm. It carries with it the whispers of the world, stories untold, secrets unfurled. It speaks its truth to me, a symphony of sounds that resonates deep within. The wind, in its unending journey, imparts wisdom, teaching me to bend but never break, to sway but never falter.

In this ethereal journey, lighter than air, drifting through tranquil skies with the setting sun as my companion, I find solace. I find peace. I find myself.

Copyright © Beatriz Esmer

Watercolor Painting Art – Children Collection