The red baloon | Original Painting

My Red Balloon

The endless sky stretches above me—vast, untouchable, and yet always near.

It cannot be held or grasped, yet it surrounds us like an infinite ocean. Sometimes dark and full of storm clouds, other times brilliantly blue, overflowing with light and hope.

I release my red balloon into this endless expanse—a quiet symbol of my dreams, my hopes, and the deepest longings of my heart. I watch it rise toward eternity, entrusting everything I carry within to the One who knows me completely.

You who painted the heavens, the sea, and all that is beautiful—receive my red balloon.

May it carry all the words I cannot speak. My prayers, my longings, and my dreams. For I know that nothing placed in Your hands is ever wasted.