My Brush Poem by Candice James

My Brush



My Brush

© Candice James



I tried to paint God

but all I could paint was sky.



I tried to paint Jesus

but all I could paint was water



I tried to paint myself

but I couldn't

so I laid down beside my brush

and let it paint me.

Sunday, December 6, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: emotional
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Candice James

Candice James

New Westminster, BC
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