Coloring Life

The color of life is
a thought on my mind
a speck of possibility
bright enough to blind.

In the past you must see
the emotional ride,
the richness undefined,
nothing felt to be denied.

Each chapter, each slice
tells another unique story,
painting a new picture,
all lived, to your glory.

The good and the bad
are instructions of life,
an experience made,
man's most heart-felt strife.

Fiery burning of strife
awakens within, spirit
forged by life's furnace
listen and you will - hear it.

It's a tiny spark calling
the heart asleep, shaken
soul, a generous life
choose to die or awaken.

Each moment that you live
a brush-stroke is made,
a choice made of color,
so do it loud, unafraid.

The moment died, eventually
now or later choose
a magnificent painting alive
or small sketch, you lose.

© Lee Down 2005