Every life on earth is a canvas,
Living palette of life ever vast.
Each breath is a shade of color,
One brushstroke, and then it’s past.
Every tone has infinite meanings,
All are colors that truly belong.
Every shade has a God given purpose,
Each touch of the brush sings a song.
Every color that’s ever been painted,
Holds a chorus of unspoken rhymes.
Every portrait that’s ever completed,
Holds the key to the life and times.
Every life can glow like a rainbow,
Every shade can revere God above.
Our lives can be spectrums of beauty,
And each hue an expression of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem