Therapy Bits

In the quiet corners of a restless mind,

Where whispers of wonder and chaos entwined,

A spark flickers softly, a glow in the night,

It beckons the dreamer to take wing in flight.

Colors cascade from a palette of dreams,

Ideas like rivers run wild in their streams,

The brush dances lightly, the pen takes a chance,

In the realm of creation, the soul learns to dance.

With paper as canvas, and words like a song,

The heart’s hidden stories can never be wrong,

Each thought a mosaic, each feeling a thread,

In the tapestry woven, the spirit is fed.

From shadows of doubt where the timid reside,

Emerges the courage of worlds to decide,

To break free from silence, to let passions soar,

To build, to destroy, to dream, and explore.

Like bursts of bright lightning that flicker and fade,

The pulse of invention in every cascade,

For creativity thrives in the chaos and calm,

In the chaos of life, it finds its sweet balm.

So fear not the wild thoughts that bubble and rise,

Embrace all the oddities, the truths, and the lies,

For in every creation, from small to the grand,

Lies the heart of existence, a universe planned.

Let your spirit be fluid, let your heart be your guide,

Unleash all your visions, don’t run or subside,

For to be truly creative is to be alive—

To paint with your essence, to dream, and to thrive.

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