Flourishing strokes across the paper,
Creating a piece that’s worth the time to read.
Flourishing strokes across the canvas,
Creating a piece that’s worth the time to see.
Flourishing strokes across the wall,
Creating a piece that’s worth the beauty.
Flourishing strokes across life,
Creating a life worth living.
In the shadows, your greatest fears lurk.
In the shadows, your deepest desires hide.
Your truest self hides in those shadows.
The mask of happiness for all to see is worn for those while the sun shines.
The mask that all is great will remain in place, a mask of light and joy.
Believe in yourself so the shadows can fade.
Let the shadows be no longer true.
Be the sun and the brightness.
Be the joy and the light.
But don’t let the shadows know.
Don’t let them see.
Amber, gold, and bright white stars
Hang in place in the blackened sky.
The moon shines an orange hue
and peace envelops the land.
A bedtime story, a lullaby, baby is fast asleep.
Soon it will be my bedtime too,
as the world settles down for sleep.