Blank Canvas

Like as the waves make toward the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Quote from Shakespeare’s Sonnet LX Lines one and two Source: The works of Shakespeare Ward, Lock & Co Limited London, Melbourne and Toronto 1911 Blank Canvas Our earth has colours rich beyond compare The force of nature we shall never tame. Where hidden treasures underground so rare Reminds us daily nothing stays the same. The tapestry of life is woven fine Each thread depends upon the master’s loom. Connected through the one who is divine Ensuring colours with each season bloom. Create: the artist paints from canvas blank The strokes of life are seen upon our face On bended knee we know who we must thank Bright colours of our lives we must embrace. These precious gifts shall treasure till the end Upon our death our soul then must ascend. Christine 20/4/2025