Another one of those musings, this one during one of my 'lunch hour' walks. And then I stumbled upon this canvas of beauty (How apt to go with my scribbling :)
Each day brings its own colours
To be chosen, mixed,
Pigments of joy,
Happy moments,
Smiles and laughter....
And which will you choose?
For 'Life' is choice,
We are all painters,
In our own way, (or are we?)
All needing to create something of worth,
Of lasting beauty,
Marking our journey....
Footprints in the sand....
But haven't we realized
In fact we are the canvas
And actually God is the painter
A filigree of light and shadow-play
He clean His brushes,
Choose my palette of vibrant, Living colours
And begins to fill His priceless blanket of canvas
27 September 2005
Bits & Pieces of the Colour of Life
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