Prose

The painting of a new day

written by: drivenbyadream

He rises with His heart and mind ready for the gift of this new day. He stares at the canvas that which He calls ‘The Heavens' bearing only a look of love. A smile plays on His lips as He thinks of who the painting is for. In one blink the skies reveal the palest tone of blue. With just one thought, He fades in shades of pink and pale orange. He spreads the clouds out with a simple stroke of His thumb. Then reaching down within, He draws out a cupful of gold and pours the sun into its place sprinkling droplets for its blazing glory. He breathes in slightly then blows out slowly setting sail to the winds. With His fingertips He finishes every detail whilst sighing with contentment. Moving backwards He gazes at His work all the while praying that the hearts of His beloved will be captured and stolen by the sight of His gift.