Ode to the Drawing Tablet
In silent glow, my canvas waits,
A realm where vision liberates.
With every stroke, a world unfurls,
In colors bright, my dream dances and twirls.
The pen glides smooth, as thoughts take flight,
Lines weave stories, both bold and light.
A digital muse, in pixels it sings,
Bringing to life the magic it brings.
O tablet of wonder, companion so true,
In your embrace, my spirit breaks through.
With each creation, my heart finds its call,
In the art we craft, I find my all.