Artistry Of The Mind

We gaze upon reality’s magnificance;
this kingdom’s unending beauty;
created by thoughts of omnipotence;
for, it all was perfection’s duty.

We think God created this stage of light;
each tree and flower; a part of design;
but, energy waves are all that’s in sight;
it’s up to the mind, to define.

The Master Artist made us in his image;
teaching us, and showing the way;
as apprentices, of the Master’s lineage;
our minds paint landscapes each day.

Our eyes simply open, and take in light;
the mind really paints what we see;
our connection with God, defines sight;
light is the palette of energy.

Does the world look the same to everyone;
how would we ever know?
God’s been with us, since we begun;
teaching our minds to grow.

Many see the world through a different lens;
seeing it from the eyes of a child;
through diverse minds, all reality depends;
and diversity, be reconciled.

The Master observes each mind he beget;
as they fling their paints on each other;
filled with sadness and a trace of regret;
lamenting any man could hate a brother.

The Master was patient with each child;
continuing painting on a canvas, above;
for, he knew that all would be reconciled;
and all minds become one, in love.

Monty 7/13/22. # 1,209