Brush Strokes Poem by Amanda Lukas
Brush Strokes
As I find myself growing into a new being,
I am constantly reminded of relationships...
Relationships between negative and positive,
between shapes and colors and sizes.
relationships between friends
and even the occasional smile from a stranger.
They are what formed this work of art
and also what makes it original.
We are works of art shaped from our very existance
and our lives will change
with each stroke of the paintbrush.
a very colorful poem! I enjoyed reading it and will read more of your writings! ~Divina
Your precious brush strokes make a lovely picture in reader's mind and I am sure the whole world is one family; and we all are kings & queens? your kind dedication really a curious treasure!
A nice thought well expressed, and it is true: we are shaped by our relationships with one another.10 from me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 7:28:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
wow, amanda it is so true. i always thought we are a fabric god fashions to what we are. and we have to lern to take what he gives in our stride.