Thoughts and things,
Come and go.
Released into the Great Canvas.
All come and go,
In Divine Providence.
Adding a special touch.
Canvas of life unfolds.
Sharing intricacies of all there is,
Rejoicing as the mystery unfolds.
With no direction,
Sure footed in deed.
We move forward in the great unknown,
Allowing it to be known.
Or contributing factor to Divine Providence.
Forming every day.
We travel with eyes opened
Or eyes closed.
Or catching a glimpse of what may be.
Pausing to give thanks
Breathing new galaxies into existence.