Archive for April, 2015
Painting With My Eyes Shut
Our Maker was here
before we were
painting the earth with love.
When did His canvas
begin to crack –
pooling its oil …
destroying the picture ?
Our Creator breathed
before we…
Swirling pigment
into existence .
How can color separate,
attempting to destroy
the Rainbow?
What picture
are we sending
by trying
to control the brush,
when masterpieces
build every fiber
of our entire canvas?
More Than Cells
So tiny;
Many shapes
and sizes
even a variety of color.
Many carried by the wind;
Others planted
by a plan.
Each require
sunlight ,
water,
soil
and wind
in order to grow.
Some will become
shade, building materials, paper….
Others provide
Nourishment, medicine…
Many will be
Worn, wrote upon….
Yet ALL will provide
Beauty and clean air.