Mother of pearl spread vastly on the pallet
God Holding the brush
And the devil men looked in his window doubtful
Nothing can come without choice

Strokes upon the midnight canvas
Universe becoming more
Quite a sight to see so much I can’t
Not from where I stand

The largest mural
Where we live
Where we are
What is

Got creates
And in the shallows of ocean water
Never his brush needs to rest

03/19/2010

Posted on 03/19/2010
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