It begins quietly—like the morning sun stretching across a still sky. A gentle swirl at the centre, soft and subtle, as if something deep inside has decided it's ready. Not to rush. Not to fight. But to rise. The spiral moves outward, layer by layer with purpose. Like the unfolding of energy that has always been there, just waiting for permission. A blooming of will for direction, for alignment, for life. Each golden petal glows with confidence. It’s the fire that becomes. Warm, radiant, steady. The will to move. To speak. To act. To live.
It is power in its purest form—rooted, centred, certain. A will that says: "I am here. I am enough. I choose to grow."
Original Painting Medium : Acrylics on canvas Size - 16x20 inches
