Become One with The Artist Who Paints with Pure Light!
What we’re made of, divinity uses freely.
And with each vibrant brush stroke, omnipotence spreads
Like an energy virus. In mystical threads
A grand cosmos is woven that all life may be
Consummate of its majesty. It’s only right.
Often fresh on the Canvas, the colors of love
Can be seen in their essence in rich puppy shades
Mixed with laughter of children and rarified air.
Is it worth pursuing living life without care?
If I don’t care, is that why my part masquerades
As the one of the Master who works from above?
We are made of the substance God uses to speak.
Since we know this is so, why we need to express
What is heartfelt within us is no mystery.
We become the same image as that which we see.
May our sight be benevolent and may God bless
All that is now created through divine mystique.