Painting The Walls

</></> painting the walls, rolling over handprints, cobwebs, and smoke stains.... over splashes of color, over peels of time. painting over the sounds of voices whispering, laughing.... painting over tears hidden from the world, from each other. painting over running, and working, working all day and half the night. painting over children, and dreams, folded like old clothes, and put away. painting over notes from God, that were often barely noticed... painting over the nail that held up the clock, hands moving slowly, turning the seasons of living.... painting over the final words, the last breath held in the hands, of lives written in the grain.... the testimony of each feeling.... painting the walls, and brushing the corners, as if we never lived!