The hues I use to create beauty
Are done from the depths of my soul.
They give pleasure to some that see them,
To others the message doesn’t unfold.
My color scheme is limited
By the brush strokes from my own hands.
God was not limited and is not today
For his canvas is at his command.
The greens in the trees and the waters
Can be done with my yellow and blue
But no matter how I try to duplicate
I will never capture God’s hues.
The blue of the sky, the red of the rose,
The brown of the land under my feet
Will never be as right as the one he created
So I just will continue to paint, not compete.
A contest entry
- God's Canvas... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended July 23, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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You have sketched the intimate beauty of this land and touched it with your poetic worth..well done and my thanks for entering my contest...
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Very true. No mater hor good you try or how good you are,you can't match the Master Painter.
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very lovely,
image of God,
Beautiful colorful write
God bless...
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