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| Category - Nature | | A Poem from the The Poet and His Thoughts Collection | | A Canvas Pure - Viewed 322 Times | David Devaney
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November 18, 2007 |
When I awaken with the dawn
My mind’s a canvas pure
Each thought is new the old is gone
Wiped clean the night before
My dreams are fondled memories
Subconsciously retained
But with the sunrise all is clear
My canvas not yet stained
The mirror on the bathroom wall
One person does reveal
The mist of early morning cloaks
This image that I feel
Each step is on the canvas drawn
By everything I see
As daily life does new begin
Creating mystery
I never do anticipate
Discoveries unknown
Yet as they through my eyes appear
My canvas will have grown
My spirit and my very soul
Are energized with thought
Each one a rainbow of design
By which I have been caught
The red eternal passion
Pure gold the wealth I’ve lost
The black brings darkness to my day
The white will have no cost
All colors intertwining
Each stroke a moment’s time
My canvas everyday reveals
A masterpiece sublime
It is my life relived each day
Explicitly displayed
Cleansed each night by restful sleep
The colors all will fade
Into the oneness of my mind
My heart, my life, my soul
Made pure by a forgiving mind
With love the only toll | | © 2007 David Devaney |
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