Paint we do
each day
on our life’s canvas.
Some days
the brush moves beautifully,
leaving behind
inspiring sunrises and sunsets.
And other days,
we paint dark clouds
that pass over us
and shadow our life.
Paint we do
each day
on our life canvas.
Our hand
at times
is steady and focused.
And other times,
it trembles uncontrollably
with fear.
Some days
the brush never leaves
the hand that feeds it.
Other days,
the brush lies untouched
on the table,
where neglect
hangs heavier
than any storm cloud.
Paint you must
today
on your life canvas.
Remember always
most of what you paint today
can be undone
by tomorrow’s strokes.
Including the glorious sunsets,
the storm clouds,
the smiling faces,
and even the tears
streaming down your cheeks,
painting straight from your heart
onto your canvas.
Paint we do
each day
on our life canvas.
Given the choice,
paint boldly
but gently,
and with patience
toward yourself.
Paint what lies
deepest
in your heart.
Poetic Alchemist 
Thanks Andrew. Each flows into the other, as I see it. Art imitates life and life imitates art. And of course, painting a canvas is a good metaphor for creating one’s life.
I love the idea of connecting life and painting — great idea!
Thanks Liz, Dan, Polona, and Rob for your comments. Much appreciated. Liz, this one definitely says something to your calling.
Most of my ‘paintings’ remind me of Jackson Pollock.
As a painter I have to say, you sure know it when one is painting 🙂
Love this one!
“Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can”
wow!
i really love this one, don!
Uh huh!
Just read this from Mingyur Rinpoche about different types of people. After describing various types, he says this:
“Others are ‘poets at heart,’ extremely adept at explaining the world to themselves and others through metaphors and analogies.”
Go Donnie!
LOVE!