Colors to paint.

The lamp still burns.
God's beautiful glory,
Feeds today's story.
 The heart, it churns.

The stagnant days,
Denying the passion.
Dearths of Action;
On Mind, it preys.

The Starting steps,
However strong,
Longings go wrong.
Endings, in heaps.

But ,a time forward;
Pause in breath,
To draw afresh.
Her voices be heard.

The world needs
Bounds of you.
Much more to do.
Many in deeds.

No fears of fall,
Can keep them in.
Too long within,
They await a call.

They break the bonds.
Nature looks new.
Love born true,
Beyond the binds.

A yearning deep,
To ride the skies.
Fly the kites,
Beyond every keep.

Angels awake
From trenches cold.
Aint His glorious World
Made Ours to take?

Pause not when dark,
 For a Universal want
In Life's every plant,
 A web never to break.

When darker shades brush,
The smiles of love
Be a gentle shove
To bright fields lush.

Every sunshine day,
Birds await your feed.
Winds bring the seed.
Trust walks your way.

Paint on, a million
Scenes on stage.
Fill every page
God's boastful creation.

Laurels seek not.
It's a boon to exist.
Not just
To live, but color a lot.