The Beauty of Art

A new day

Is upon me

I feel excitement near

So many ways 

God has

To live through me.

The muse will come

And speak to me

Become my voice, 

My message,

Pouring forth

With passion and beauty.

The music in my heart

Will find a way out

On notes

So pure and clear.

And hands will dance

Across the keys

In merry abandon,

Dragging my racing heart

Through every rhythm.

And paradise it would be

For me.

Art in so many forms

Will find its way

Through me

The God in me

Will splash 

His shimmering bands of light

On canvas, paper, stone

Who cares?

I will speak 

Of the knowings

He places in my soul.  

And I will not be afraid

Anymore.