Colors whisper softly through lines of light,
fonts unfold like petals in flight.
Bold or thin, they shape the air,
beauty hidden everywhere.
Ink and hue in quiet grace,
painting words upon the space—
a silent song the eyes can see,
crafted in harmony.
fonts unfold like petals in flight.
Bold or thin, they shape the air,
beauty hidden everywhere.
Ink and hue in quiet grace,
painting words upon the space—
a silent song the eyes can see,
crafted in harmony.