painting of the world

Life feels like a painting we’ve been put inside,

We’re all a brushstroke by the hand of the Infinite,

Amidst this glorious painting of our world we wander,

Each of us adding color to the world and so we wonder,

In uniqueness we differ, in Soul we are but One,

Burst forth with colour until your final day has come.

 

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