Masterpiece

Outside of myself at times,

Reflections come back empty.

I observe my surroundings…

Tables,

Chairs,

Paint on the wall.

Material nonsense.

Is this all there is?

A daily dance of time cards,

Polite gestures,

Medicated emotions?

Realizing that the “fly on the wall” moments

Are no different than the “wild child” ones,

In that, the feeling is always the same at the end of the day.

Alone.

A guarded or vulnerable heart…still broken.

Compliments and encouragement fall on deaf ears.

Judgments and rejections shoot blankly against numb emotions.

Then I pray.

And God gives me a new outlook.

Viewing myself and others

Through a kaleidoscope.

Focusing on all the scattered pieces

Of what and who we are

Start to jumble and spin out of control.

And I realize that somewhere inside that insane mixed up mess,

When I look at the big picture,

There is such beauty.

An abstract masterpiece

That doesn’t need straight lines to define it

Or soft brush strokes to be lovely.

And God reminds me that He takes  the mess of our lives

And throws them all randomly on the canvas

To attract and appeal to the right individuals.

Not everyone.

So I’ll consider it a blessing,

When I am passed over

Because one day

The mess won't matter

And someone will find a treasure in me.

God's masterpiece.

Release

Acrylics on Canvas

Artist: Kate Hart