Just see the skies
And breathe the nightfall
The shooting suns
The blazing recall

The globe a canvas
And the mind a painter
The heart a critic
All life’s great trainers

Behold the painter
He finds his brush
Learns of a passion
So few will touch

Distractions reign
This world is rife
Almost insane
He strains his life

Yet hope arrives
Returned to rightful
Now wielding purpose
Life becomes byteful

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originally written: 2006.11.17