“Every fruit ripens beneath the light… but it acquires a soul within the shadow.”
Three fruits slept within the penumbra,
guarding the color of existence,
like small temples of patience
illuminated by the darkened shadow.
The red one resembled an ancient fire,
burning silently within the void,
while the green one breathed coldness
like a garden covered in mystery.
The golden one floated in silence
like a sun slowly descending
upon the skin of time and memory.
And the divided fruit, gently,
revealed the heart of imperfection
like a naked soul before the wind.
They were not apples… they were emotions,
tiny fragments of life,
the sweetness of the soul divided
between light, nostalgia, and the seasons.
It was art gazing upon the simple,
eternity hidden within the small,
a universe transformed into dream
beneath the calm of an ancient radiance.
By León Vechhio
Size: Horizontal canvas, vertical format, 0.90 m high × 1.20 m wide, unframed;
Technique: Oil painting;
Status: In Private Collection.
Code: LV-2015-001;
Year of Creation: 2015;
Author: Lucian Verona.
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