Can we see
as He sees
strokes of His brush
precise, intimate
creating each of us
bit by bit
unique
in colours we
don't notice
always busy
taking in
the bigger
picture
losing the perfection
of the Master's details
painted
for His glory.
You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something Psalm 139:15 The Message
Brian challenged us to write a poem after viewing the works of Chuck Close. Read more about him HERE at Friday Poetically and see what others have penned.
