My dear ones, life is magnificent.
It is pain woven within pain, it is joy radiant with joy.
It is forgetfulness and missteps and nightmares made real.
It is beauty blessed with grace.
It is truth dreaming of love.
Our lives, this world, is our canvas with which to paint upon such glories as the universe has never witnessed. We are master artists --
Each one of us --
And in us God delights.
It is pain woven within pain, it is joy radiant with joy.
It is forgetfulness and missteps and nightmares made real.
It is beauty blessed with grace.
It is truth dreaming of love.
Our lives, this world, is our canvas with which to paint upon such glories as the universe has never witnessed. We are master artists --
Each one of us --
And in us God delights.
1 comment:
That posting gives pause for thought. It's an interesting observation.
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