Blessed with such a device

I am blessed with such a device
That allows me to express the joys, the sadness, the pity, the blithe among my life
It's smooth wooden frame
Such a smooth wooden frame, that contains such amount of that silver-like substance.

That substance blesses me further
It allows to create whatever I please; none is considered a sin.
It allows to see my own mistakes, my own errors, and provides me the second to twentieth chance, with that pink-like rubber.

My talents easily shown, with the help of such a device
I come to think of it as more than a tool
More than just a device, but my savior, my friend, my father
My God.

What shall I produce with the help of My God?
Shall I have myself a work of art, later accompanied with My God's kin; the colored, the inky, the thick colored inky.
Or shall I have myself a poem, of which I can use to praise My God.

Bless me, oh, Lord. Allow your multiple selves
Amongst the holy shelves of the holy purchasing departments
To allow me to do as I please and guide me with what I please and what my hand pleases
Influenced by those who worship you and your Holy Family fare greater than I.

Bless, My God.
My Savior.
My Lord.
My Pencil.