Pleasant Fruits Do Flow
Their roses breathes the law profound — That red is the curve where edges are bound — In every petal sweeten paradox gleams — A vessel of logical allure, a mirror of dreams — The form is a riddle, a perfect disguise — Where geometry kisses the soul’s own guise — O triangle a symbol of intro-mind’s design — My artfulness within triplet of lines align — In pointed balance the cosmos learned its art — Triune sigil of creation, on one single heart. @elgnart
@ ELGNART ARTISTIC Artworks from Collection "Trinity of design", & Collection "Cherry-Ripe", 2025 Digital Art & Mix Media. See more Artworks on: https://www.artpal.com/elgnart










