a myriad of colors radiate
changing moment by moment
as waves crash
with ceaseless motion on the sand
the hues of
blues
greens
browns
intermingle and rush over
one another
as summer gives way to autumn
leaves of green
blend with
yellows
golds
reds
at times the point of distinction
is undefinable
simply a blur of colors
so it is with colors of the heart
rarely does
hope grow
in neat precise steps
rather the entire spectrum of colors
is seen throughout the journey
from despair to hope
these colors are reminiscent of colors
on a canvas
as the artist
creates a work of art
my Father is the Master Artist
blending and shaping the colors
of my life
what might appear
as indistinguishable
is really the beginning of
His masterpiece
what I see in progress
He sees in completion
He is the Creator
I am the created
where all hope seems lost
where the night is black
where the heart is barren
He is able to tenderly renew and transform
resulting in new life and new hope
He uses my seasons of weakness
to draw me closer to His heart
to reveal more of His beauty and love
a gift of intimacy with
the Creator of the universe
a gift from His heart
to mine
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