If I could canvas my life to a picture it would start on a rocky beach with broken shells, leading to smooth wide, white sands, and emerald green waters. Along the way there would be an array of big and small rocks awaiting to be thrown, sitting next to a few deep wholes awaiting to be filled.
A child built sand castle filled with the ideas of hopefully fantasy, knights in shinning armour, and a million and one gallant rescues. A little further up would be a small underdeveloped parking area, where a forest had been stripped bare for industry to rise. The truth of natural innocence being replace with hard roads ahead.
You come to a fork in the road where the path on the right looks like a harder climb, with no help or rope. The left finding new ways to cherish a deceptive life style. The picture changes faster as every stroke and it becomes a motion of brown seams in the taspestry.... a blur.... a long hard blur... Thats more difficult to see, let alone blend with other colors.
Ofen a light begins to brighten with the brilliance of loves stroke, but is often shaeded by an intrepretation of an intelligent interuption of design,never allowing the moment to come to full process or actually a perfect picture.
When everyday feels like the last paint will dry and the picture makes no sense at all, there is a calling of love that continues to change the colors on the canvas. For awhile the pitures of birds, lovers, hearts desire, and broken darkness dress up the canvas for an interesting view.
The way back to the beach is probably the road in which is painted with gentleness, truth and beauty. The mountains however are often convered with the whiteness, and bitterness of a winter storm allowing noone to pass without the abitlity to color the world with a warm brilliant sun.
The flowers in the field bring me ever so closer to the blue green ocean view, To see the possible ending keeps the canvas alive, love keep the hope, and God keeps the faith painting each day a way back to the beach.

TAB mixed in from a journal writing 2002-2008
Sharing my love for the arts..

This is beautiful!

Very nice write!

Very nice write. :)

Thanks for the comments everyone. I hope you have a wonderful night. I am trying to fight off this flu, talk to you later....

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