Be Gods Blank Canvas
C Chuy Amante
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The Master artist, the real good one
aligns his canvas to the sun/son
his creations he thinks, of light and gold
sail fragrantly to the canvas bold
Light is his paint and love the oil
a masterpiece of endless non-toil
you are the canvas he wants to paint
you need not be good nor holy saint
you need be open, and completely in.
he'll fill your life with love
and whim
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