canvas of life

how every painting needs the artist's touch

The lonely colours splash
There's red for the anger
And green for the pain of jealousy
And all for the want of time
To make a picture

The colours all fight
And stay in there little areas alone
Till after time the hand of the master comes
And with his measured hand slowly moves all the Many colours together
Till out of seperateness comes harmony

Where once was pain is joy
Now tears are rivers of fun
Where lifes journey has begun
The red flash of anger has mellowed to blue peace
As by the hands of the master all has turned to white