Tuesday, March 24, 2015


I had some tough nights, and sought out some heavenly lights.
I thought I knew the answers, but I missed the music and passed the dancers.
I headed straight for salvation street, without skipping a holy beat.
And all the while in my heart, I was wandering into a chapel of untouched art.
Majestic mosaics and unearthed treasure troves.
The truth reigned down in canvas covered droves.
So instead of wandering and talking and constantly waiting,
I grabbed and brush, dipped it in the world muck and started painting.

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