When strokes of love are put upon a page,
It speaks the heart of the one portrayed.
With every brush stroke you tell a story,
Giving God Blessing, Honor and Glory.
Capturing the essence of His nature foretold,
In the harmonizing colors that start to unfold.
Movement of paint, gliding across the canvas time,
Creates a beautiful picture, heavenly designed.
Inspiration can come from most anywhere..
A child in a sandbox, or a town's old time square.
Drive in the country, a picnic at the lake..
Family gathering around for a picture to take.
Or a walk along the beach at night..
Full moon glistening off the water just right.
The soft breeze blowing through your hair..
Just God and you, in the night air.
On the palette of life, arranged and blended,
From Heaven, the pigment of color descended.
Paint strokes from God, dry brush or shading..
The beauty brought forth, always cascading.
When strokes of love are put upon a page,
It speaks the heart of the one portrayed.
The last and final painting to take place,
Is painted on the easel of God’s Grace.
Patricia A. Moore
12-8-2009
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Patty, this is awesome as an amateur painter and poet . . . I can so relate to all the terms used, and the final verses paint the true picture.
Thank you for sharing this inspirational poem.
Debby
"Capturing the essence of His nature foretold" What a great line and what a great poem...I can see the heart of the FATHER in this writing. God blessyou. Amen. Thanks for your kind words. Love in Christ Jesus.
