After 20 years, the white door opened.
When I walked through I was transported to a room full of beauty.
The magical feeling of being surrounded by the blaze of flaming colors – crimsons, indigos, blues, reds, oranges, greens and violets- took me back to days of youth when I used my hands to create colorful works of art.
I picked up a paintbrush
No words or pictures
A story ready to unfold