Painting Pictures

Here before you a canvas clean.

Paint me a picture,

Show me what it is you see.

Every last detail…

Down to the cobble under the tree;

I ask,

Show me what you see.

The world before you

What does it all mean?

Again I say,

Paint on that canvas,

what it is you see.

Humans so lost

Dazed and even confused.

Hate and anger…

A little love too.

Do you see the woven webs?

The ones that run through?

How everything is connected,

The sun

The stars

The moon?

Please show me what it is you see,

On that canvas there,

Sho it to me?

I want to understand what it is you see,

Your unique story is very interesting to me.

So one last time I ask of thee,

Will you please paint what it is you see?